Cold icy wind blows over her gray and pale skin.
I see your fingers, they're so cold,
I touch your face, oh! it hurts.
I can touch your lips, your skin it's so frail,
I think that if I touch you I'm going to break her.
You're crystal, you're porcelain.
you're so delicate.
Oh! Josephine wake up please.
I'm going to buy you a dress,
I'm going to take you around by the field,
we're going to play like we used to play, I promisse.
you're blue, you're a saphire.
You're so delicate.
Oh! Josephine wake up please.
I'm always waiting
for you to open your eyes and take me away,
to run in the rain,
to wake up by the dawn,
to kiss the dew.
Mum tells me to forget about you,
that you're in a better place.
But what mommy doesn't know
is that you're still under my bed.
She thinks you're dead, Josephine.
Poor of her.
She doesn't know you still play with me,
you still call me by the night
to tell me
how good it feels not to be alive.
Author notes
Of course, this poem is fictional.
A contest entry
- Therapy by Dienush.
600 points, ended April 6, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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josephine! reminds me of lyrics to a song i heard once except she was an emily.
i like this. -
Good luck in the contest I thought your imagery was used really well in this piece! It was very graphic images of her pale skin and it being blue as a Saphire.
It showed how much someone loves so much they can't let go and memories haunt us..
well done, good luck
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omg good. when i read that she was still under your bed that was kind of freaky! still it was one of the best i have ever read because it shows how much you care!
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They haunt us, the thoughts of lost loved ones.
This tenderly captured the love and pain felt. And the desperate longing to WILL someone who has passed to live again.
I thought the last lines were especially poignant:
"you still call me by the night
to tell me
how good it feels not to be alive."
because they could be interpreted in several - vastly different - appropriate and meaningful ways.
An emotive and thought provoking read. - NANGALEEMA
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Now, if I did not know any better I would say this piece of yours is DARK with a capital D. I found it, creepy deep and stunningly good. I would put this in the dark writer category. This was amazing. The imagery stood out so well. Now, I can only say that you have really good talent.
All the best
Love
Wayne Leon
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