I stare between venetian lines
drawn apart by morning
and reasons to remit ~
carried by emotion
in through another day
I'm wound
like a timeless instrument
measuring each moment I breathe
taking turns at remembering
cradled arms
and misty glances
not long enough to feel.
I search for reasons
but the sound of silence falls
and I stay quietly
trembling...
A contest entry
- Anything You Want :: Celebrating my 100 Trophies by Manda Kathryn.
900 points, ended February 13, 2008, 45 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wow, this poem is so powerful! I love the line, " I'm wound like a timeless instrument.." You have such a way with words that flow so wonderfully. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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yo ccheck it you be tarin up da poetic field yo keep at it yo check it
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I really enjoyed this one a lot1 I find it odd though for I just posted one like it. I am glad that there are people out there like me ! Blessed Be! ~~Shannon~~
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G'Day Lavender Butterfly
You always always stir emotions deep within mewhen I read your words and this is no exception; I lovelovelovelovelove this.
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Thank you for your entry
Best of luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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Moving!
The first line struck me!
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so beautiful and filled with emotion, bringing tears to my eyes. truly stunning best of luck in the contest
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