I lost myself in days of rest,
The gleaming shift from night to day.
In bows and tangles softly lay
the snow and white, it made to jest.
I woke in torment of my dreams,
The cold caressed me silently.
i shook and shivered violently
and lost my very soul it seems.
The dreams came back then, vividly,
i saw her face in frozen prose.
i cried that day, or so it goes
the snow fell hard, most lividly.
In days of rest i lost my heart
In nights of wondering who thou art.
I lost my thoughts in thinking who,
I gained much more, in pursuing you.
I saw your face in frozen prose,
I need you now, it really shows...
A contest entry
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551 points, ended March 15, 2008, 9 entries
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Comments
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very wonderful poem.
I enjoyed it.
It has very good rhyme and flow...
everything just works together.
very nice!
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I really liked this poem... It had a good rhyme scheme and some great imagery. Thank you for entering my contest.
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Incredible
You never cease to stun me sweetheart. The only thing i question is the rhyme scheme in the second to last stanza.
In days of rest i lost my heart
In nights of wondering who thou art.
I lost my thoughts in thinking who,
I gained much more, in pursuing you
You switched from an ABBA pattern to a AABB pattern and i was just wondering if you meant to. Ilove it though. It's so...deep. and insightful. Two thumbs WAY up.
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