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Sorrow Of My Hearts Garden

A blank stare
Bleeds from the embers of my heart
To the crystals of the mirror

Pain bleeds burgundy
Drowning out my faith
Upon my ivory stones, called pearls

Ivy grows in my garden of despair
The only beauty left
Except for the velvet wings of lonesome doves
Inbedded in my heart

Author notes


Mirror Velvet Dove(s)
Embers Burgundy Faith
Stones Pain Bleed
Ivy Crystal Pearls


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  • Dalaney gold member
    April 1, 2008
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    :)


  • jamiedoring
    March 30, 2008
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    Wow, you kicked butt with that word bank....great write! Good luck in the contest.


  • xxhoopstar21xx
    March 29, 2008
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    GREAT!!!

    great poem!
    good luck in the contest!


  • named.disaster--x
    March 29, 2008

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    very nice!

    I like how you used the vocab in this poem . . . it must have taken some thought!
    great work,
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