Invisible,
faded into nothing.
A wall with hearts that beat
but cannot be heard,
hands that cannot touch.
Looked through
by all who pass,
seen by none,
much less that one
who can set us free.
A contest entry
- Poetry Challenge Round 2... Invite Only by elemental angel.
500 points, ended March 27, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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it seems like you are casper the ghost in this piece
Are you OK?
Tamara
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This is a wonderful poem... I really like the idea of the hearts beating in the wall, but unheard... this makes me curious as to the stories of the people in the picture - your poem adds so much depth! Good luck in the contest
Keep writing
Polly
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A wonderfully touching take on the prompt
Bravo
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