Memories
are like unswept floors
littered
with fragments of time
which are gently
disturbed as a door is opened.
A new experience
settles
on the floor
becoming
just a memory.
A lovers smile,
That first sensual kiss
A first born child
All just
fragments
of time and place.
Author notes
I chose unswept floors
A contest entry
- Can you make everday poetry? by Randomly Beautiful.
300 points, ended May 4, 2008, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Poetic Idol (Auditions) by TwilightBloodRuns.
315 points, ended June 8, 2008, 31 entries
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Wonderful metaphor, and true-to-life content. Congratulations on winning the Silver.
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very effective scheme here.
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I just fell in love with the imagery in your words. You did an awesome job with this. Good luck in the contest, cathy.
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Good
I can just imagine the memories being blown away when the door opens. You used very good examples for your memories! "Fragments of time" is a perfect phrase for "memories"!!! -
nice
hmmm its simple but quite nice i like it hehe -
Now this is something else....xxxxxxx
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