Sometimes one simply wonders
rise and fall of steps, moving on
passing scenes, beauty and blunders
sunset chills tell of chances flown;
glare of day does little to illume
mistakes made, thick clouding gray,
strutting peacock’s proudest plume
hiding the hurtful words we say;
then comes a glimpse, familiar face
an unexpected reflection of pain
heedless of signs falling into place
moving onward in pursuit of gain,
and this, the dear price that was paid
a thing ill conceived, unwisely done,
hand of fateful chance poorly played
there written upon an unoffending one.
Raise eyes to heavens grown so coldly
for forgiveness evades plaintiff tears,
humble shadow, from acts done boldly
expected results crowd feigned fears.
More unseemly yet to stand pretending
dim dismay over unavoidable endings.
In a list
A contest entry
- FROM MIND TO SOUL...spoken verse by LadyLavender.
600 points, ended January 30, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Your poem is seamless. I understand how we can be going along just fine, smiling at the brilliance in this colorful world, then suddenly, with no notice, things turn "gray". Words are extremely powerful. They can wield pain and pleasure. An excellent take on the prompt my friend. Very smooth rhymes, intelligently written. I wish you the best in the comp.
Much Love ♥
Renee
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hiding the hurtful words we say
Thank you for submitting this piece. Eloquent, but profoundly etched in wisdom. Written from a point of observation, of not only the outside world but the self.
There is power in allowing the world a peak into the soul of a man who spiritually is forever...rising.
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Thank you for your entry in our contest. Your poem was a pleasure to read, rhyme and rhythm were very good.
Please join us in future contests we would like to read more of your work.
Sue and Jeff
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Neat.The couplet at the end completes the entire piece perfectly.
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This is a wonderful piece. Love the imagery and flow seemed natural. Rhyme scheme was nice. Content was nicer. Left me wanting more but ended beautifully nonetheless. Tried to pick favorite lines but there were none. They seem to connect and flow so it makes no sense to cut and paste the whole poem. LOL YOU KNOW WHAT IT SAYS!
Good luck.
DEZ
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As always, beautifully penned words of wisdom and heart. You evoke so well the sudden /unexpected reflection of pain/ that causes us to feel for the /unoffending one/
and somehow to see that pain inflicted on others is self torture. At least, that is how I read this.
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Sometimes I think that man is more blind than moles digging their way through opaque soil in total darkness. And often I regret to see that this suspicion is correct. At some point in space and time we must have made a tragically flawed decision that is messing up life until today, making us dread tomorrow. We might consider to start using the other sensors we have not been using a lot so far. Having them and not making use of them is quite ridiculous. But perhaps making others forget they have them is even worse. Thank you for creating and sharing and the best of luck in the contest. Take care,
Chris
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Explosive Write done in Excellence
Words of wisdom, knowlege, common sense, and wit are all part of the beauty weaved tightly in this read. I would of love to hear you read this out loud. Nothing like the voice of the poet that wrote the poem. This electricfied my throughts...............novy
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I like this...the rhyme enables the smoothest of flows. Much wisdom and insight here. Thanks for sharing. Laura x
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