Night concealed my windows’ corners
with grime;
nostalgia painted tie-dye on sky’s footprints,
collected like white dust,
puffed into ancient marshmallows
to be placed in empty cups.
Lights sterilized clouded dormancy
as strings were pulled upwards
like eyelash-epiphanies;
realization's rays ratified reality
in sunrise-
but for dreams, sunset.
Enlightenment etched education
on blank easel;
everything seemed black and white
in newspapers
as stories ran in circles
and last week became today’s front pager
as time fell like water
passing through coffee ground filters.
Unlike blind men believing in printed facades,
I grasped my life, fulfilling meaning
with what happened yesterday
as it will happen today-
so I can decipher truth in brown
between typical lines of recycled paper
and nonsense.
I’ve opened my windows;
wind rustles thin publications
as radiation attempts to ignite definitions,
but not even tornadoes could tear apart
what was written,
and fire cannot smolder what was read;
until mocha mesmerizes my senses
and I
abandon orbit.
Author notes
Sometimes I feel like my life is going nowhere.
A contest entry
- Worthy of Gold by Virgoan.
900 points, ended April 17, 2008, 73 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
.
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Travelling on AP I trully enjoyed this write Thank you for this amazing reading.
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Stopped in again to say how fantastic this is. Always a surprise image and a unique phrase when I read something from you. Well done!
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I have not read or commented on your poems in a while, and I'm happy to see how your writing continues to improve. You are including more poetic devises such as alliteration and, as always, your line breaks are perfect. I think we all go through periods when we feel we're on the treadmill to nowhere. You are introspective enough to see the changes you need to make, and bright enough to make them. Peace, Liz
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wonderful showing imagery here, textures, colors, movement and swirling like leaves in autumn wind into a pattern here... a shape there...and the reader finds meanings in the moments and the moments between...so very well done...PK
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As always your amazing ability to bring together seemingly unlinked imagery into unified meaning and emotional phrases is wonderful, here! Fantastic job!
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This is really a great write with all honesty. I like the phrasing and how rich each line context was created. The reflection of thoughts lingers into the readers - I can relate to this piece. The metaphor of life (how it flows) and the afterthoughts - Amazing!
Definitely a finalist.
Thanks for sharing and keep writing.
HENSLEY
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very powerful the symbolism is freaking amazing i luv it i luv guy poets. there r only 2 guy poets that r ne good n my opinion 1 of them is my best friend and is gay the other is on this site under BlackHeart16
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WOW,I have to say this really is
one of the best poems iv read in a
while,its almost like a unique dirty
pretty,without all of the annoying punctuation,
(by the way,i havent seen many guys write like this)
the imagery is great and i love the words and
how you express it..its great,just great. -
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lol I never really knew what dirty pretty was, and is...but I never would have categorized this as dirty pretty? i'm not sure what exactly it is, so nevermind.
but yeah, thanks!
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dirty pretty is a very passionate form
of writing mostly recognized by it sporadic
punctuation,although i belive you dont need all the
punctuationt to make it dirty pretty,just the way you
word it and express it.
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I like that about you...lol...a force to be reckoned with...now where on earth is that cheeseburger...I'm starving here.
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You have exceptional skills as a poet and a great voice. The imagery is fantastic in this and you have some killer lines...you seem to be a force to be reckoned with here and I love a challenge. I don't believe i have read anything else of yours, so I will be sure to hop over to your page and take a look. Best of luck to you in this contest...this is really a tight piece.
Becky
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Thanks
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Are you really only 16? lol. This is so mature and philosophical. "Wake up and smell the coffee" in a way I've never seen. You are a force to be reckoned with
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hmm... we all do. this is really good. i think one of your best works. you are getting better and better... and you always give me an inferiority complex. LOL don't worry, i hope you got the drift. good luck!
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lol Thanks!
You're pretty dang amazing yourself.
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Sometimes we all feel like our life is going nowhere. I enjoy your poems because they are always a fresh, unique voice. Thanks for taking time to enter. I loved the whole eyelash epiphanies....
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