There's a magical kind of feeling;
in the still rivulet I see my reflection.
She stares back as I dream to be her.
Fantasy overtakes me for a moment
hoping the feign world will last forever,
but the brevity of imagination devitalized my spirit,
and I fell in the precipitous water.
And I fell in the precipitous water,
but the brevity of imagination devitalized my spirit.
Hoping the feign world will last forever
fantasy overtakes me for a moment.
She stares back as I dream to be her.
In the still rivulet I see my reflection.
There's a magical kind of feeling.
Author notes
Line-unit Palindrome Poem: from the first line to the last as it does from the last to the first
A contest entry
- NO GREENS - ROUND THREE - Invitation Only by Idle Mind Wondering.
5000 points, ended March 16, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nice!
I wish I really could let fantasy take over. At least your wonderful poem helped me to do so if only for a minute. Thanks for sharing.
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This is very beautiful... I love your usage of word and... the flow was great... I loved your imagery and repetition of line..
~great job
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"but the brevity of imagination devitalized my spirit,"
Oh, I do love that line very much. I liked the way we are looking in looking out as your pivot point describes in this piece. Good job with the prompt and form.
I am quite pleased with this entry. Thank you so much. ~Pamela 
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