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Hey John, what's your name again?

I hear you staring in the glass
you press each finger slowly against its cold face
imprinting your image as if you are spelling
out your soul.
Your eyes are clouds, your voice a rasp
That strains within your throat.
Helplessly I watch you force the syllables
until they hesitantly emerge from
battered lips and you nod once
at the reflected present–
the ghost of a smile lights up your face
as your name stutters into life
and you are yourself again.

Author notes

Dear Amanda, when I saw this title I just had to use it! Thanks for giving me the opportunity. Cheers. Btw this is very much a first draft, written in about 3 minutes, I will get round to editing it.

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  • Raptur3
    August 3, 2008

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    The imagery is simply beautiful, creative actually. This is an unique. I believe this should have won the gold. I love this. I'm stuck on the imagery man, the wording, the picture you paint with your words. OMG no joke, I think this is just a picture made out of words(if tht makes any sense LOL)


  • Jade.Butterfly gold member
    July 30, 2008
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    Nicely done.
    well worth the silver you have here.

    -Mandi


  • adsaige
    July 24, 2008

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    When you spell out your soul.

    Perhaps my favorite line. This poem
    spoke to me on a different level
    than most, and that is a very good
    thing.

    I enjoy your writings!


  • AutumnsFlame
    May 31, 2008

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    I LOVE the imagery you put in this, it was excellent. For just being a draft, this is a pretty sweet poem. I'd really like to read more of your work. Thank you for entering my contest!