She had locked away
any knowledge of his existence.
Now and again,
in her dreams,
she would unlock that drawer
and finger, lovingly,
items that wove themselves
into blissful memories
around her heart.
In total denial,
reality would hover
like some slimy beast,
ready at any moment
to pounce upon her thoughts
and break her already sullied,
scarred spirit.
Always yearning
to throw that key into oblivion,
she continued,
time and again
to hold memories,
that never really existed.
Author notes
Paternal secrets by Ray Caesar
In a list
A contest entry
- Ray Caesar - digital art inspiration #50 by leander.
400 points, ended March 20, 2008, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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my favorite of yours so far. this is brilliant. i love how she only opens the drawer in her dreams. this is so poetically lovely and sentimental (in my head at least). beautiful write. lovely.
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This is one marvellous interpretation of the picture, and I like how you managed to put so much emotion in it
Very well done!
Leander -
Wow, yet again you nail these Ray Caesar pieces hun, sometimes we lead ourselves into a false reality... this just portrays it so well, goodluck in the contest
Karen
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lovely picture..and you have created a life around it, i love it good luck xx
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well done...good luck
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