In the cellar of my mind,
where memories like aging wine
grow in poignancy, I find
my furtive hiding place.
From the rows of vintages
I am ever sampling,
rise the pungent images
of your weathered face.
Even as I'm reminiscing,
I am spellbound by your gaze:
Rosebud slowly opening,
beauty in emerging grace.
Spring and Summer! Dawn and Day!
Blooming untouched, too divine
to be bound in a bouquet,
or cut and stuck inside a vase.
In the evanescent Fall
I took snapshots of your soul,
dreading what would soon befall:
Winter winds efface.
A contest entry
- picture perfect 2 by Bosky.
450 points, ended March 1, 2008, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - BATTLE OF THE GOLDS TWO by Swan song.
1200 points, ended September 20, 2008, 41 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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this is truly amazing best luck to you in the contest
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This is truly a beautiful poem and I cannot tell you how i felt a tear fall down the center of my heart
and a resounding ripple of your song sent waves through my soul
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Oh this was great.. I just don't know what to say really.. It's just so wonderful. Your words help us be in the image that your words creat.. great write.. Peace to you, Jetleena
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very nice write. rhythm reminds me of poe for some reason, the quiet tapping sound throughout. enjoyed this very much, i hope to read more in similar style
take care, now
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I LOVE your word choice on this. You had some great vocabulary here. I especially love the line: "Spring and Summer! Dawn and Day!" It added to the whole effect of the poem.
Amazing take on the prompt.
4 points for Team Parchment!
~Cassie
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