night bird come to steal last breath
raven wing beating against darkness
dread of night, forged in fright
by rhyme of beating heart;
tell me …tell me
yet I know the veil,
brief cover of a dawning day
when sunset is a whim of memory
night a gaze upon endless skies
and still a chill in cooler hours
solitude and deeper wishes find
bleak seeping moments
leaking beneath a floor
a world is a dream upon moving waters
tiding time, running deep beneath the stream.
Silence asks ..tell me…tell me
Author notes
PROMPT: "The main difference between life and death is that in life, you still have the ability to crawl out of the damn hole!
In a list
A contest entry
- Overnight Quickie - Prompt Inspired! by Cupcrazy.
450 points, ended February 6, 2008, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Gold-tastic [prewrite contest!] by Tangled Angle.
525 points, ended February 29, 2008, 41 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Beautiful.
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This is beautiful hun, I loved it. Wonderful imagery and verbiage and such gorgeous flow. Thank you for your fine entry.
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Wonderful poem dear friend..I miss reading your words
Amarige
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Sometimes silence is more agonizing than screams.
This poem contains more feeling of loneliness than dark thoughts, to the way I read it anyway. And despite the sad tones, the lines have a touch of softness.
Well written.
Mari
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You are very good at creating a certain atmosphere within each poem. Such exiquiste imagery in this, especially "sunset is a whim of memory" and "a world is a dream upon moving waters
tiding time, running deep beneath the stream". Simply beautiful. Good luck in the contest!
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wow
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Excellent
Beautiful metaphor with the first verse. The the others truely tie in with the title. Nothing is more silent then the owl, which I call the night bird, and I loved the first verse...novy
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