"It's 3 Am." he says as he
leans over her to turn off the light.
She says nothing, softly a nod, hint of a smile.
He brushes back a strand of hair,
that has fallen out of place,
catching a glimpse of her youth.
Adjusting slowly to the darkness of this early morning
his gaze wanders,
resting upon soft moonlight peering through the glass.
Harmonious symphonies, black and white memories,
like old movies,
course through aged frames.
He sighs.
He is exceedingly more romantic than the woman lying beside him.
(I sigh.)
Author notes
What I've done in last 24 hrs? I have slept (being sick is no fun.... but the dreams you have from medicine induced sleep can be inspiring.). This was inspired by one of my dreams.
15 lines
A contest entry
- PIF... right now by catz.
300 points, ended March 11, 2008, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Excellent can I stop sighing now
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You made me smile today. Thanks I needed it
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i like it and think it would be more powerful without the final line... i like that the lines are very abrupt until the last one, going back to that abruptness is not necessary
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I liked the title. Although the line "catching a glimpse of her youth", coupled with "He is exceedingly more romantic than the woman lying beside him" gave me the impression that it was a romance between a much older man and a teenage girl, hardly a woman. That made me a little uncomfortable, for some reason. But I doubt it's the way you intended it, it was just my interpretation.
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yeah , that was not my intention. I percieved it as an older couple, who maybe along the way lost that initial spark and that is what he was seeing.
That is the beauty of words strewn together, they lend themself to interpretation.
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thank you for the silver
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