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Accessory of Emotion

 

Crawling down your face
As if I was an accessory
When nights get dark and lonely

On days when things are bright and cheerful
And the joy you have overwhelms you
I am what displays this feeling that surrounds you

Sometimes when Mommy and Daddy fight
I choose to never stop
Your make-up and me aren't usually friends
Because I mess it up

When someone's life becomes cold and stiff
I am the one who expresses
How much you'll miss it

 

 

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  • Haiku-bless-you gold member
    July 3, 2008

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    HOODWINK!

    This is an excellent poem using imagery and description to convey a word. You made it come to light so quickly and embellished with each succeding line. Well Done!

    You have been Hoodwinked by your Poetic Bandit Family today because WE CARE!

    Dennis


  • The Poetic Bandits gold member
    June 9, 2008

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    Appreciation!

    Thank you for this wonderful contribution to The Poetic bandit's reading list

    ~Lilac


  • Polaja Greeters member
    June 6, 2008

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    This is a beautifully written riddle... and I loved the way that you showed both the joyous and melancholy side of tears - when usually the focus misses the happiness wonderfully written - I really enjoyed the read!

    Keep writing

    Polly


  • Lady Altheia gold member
    June 6, 2008

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    I had to read everyone's response to figure it out. i am usually not that good with puzzles. It was an excellent puzzle.

  • Kalamina
    June 5, 2008

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    Wow, you said so much without coming out and saying it, this was very well done! Very creative, your description was very well placed! Great write!


  • ZachP silver member
    June 4, 2008

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    Tears. The Lord's greatest thought.
    Thank you for sharing this masterpiece, what a write! good luck in your contest

    -zach


  • Haiku-bless-you gold member
    June 4, 2008
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    I like the format of this puzzle poem, You have described the object of your question very well and left no doubt as to what it could be. Well Done!

    Bandits Rock!

    Dennis


  • RatherImaginative silver member
    June 3, 2008

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    This is a nice poem describing the nature of tears. Your imagery is vivid and emotional. The only thought I have is that wording and voice of the first couple lines of the third stanza don't quite follow the rest of the piece. If the voice of the whole poem were childlike, then it would fit better. All in all, though, I enjoyed the piece.


  • Freed by Mercy silver member
    June 2, 2008
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    Tears. A very good poem. Tears are very useful, as you have portrayed so well here.


  • grannyeri gold member
    June 2, 2008

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    Tears keep rolling down and it is hard to stop crying when things go bad - parents fighting is not a nice thing to watch or have to deal with at any age. Liked the flow and the message you share here.


  • ButterflyforChrist
    June 2, 2008

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    Tears...

    Man.. This is great... Too many times have I been on the sad in of those tears..and not that happy... Beautiful poem...


  • peridotPixi
    May 31, 2008

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    i really love the deep emotions and imagiarny you have put into this beautiful flowing poem, keep up the great writing, as always love your mom ~Amy


  • Cannonsfire
    May 31, 2008

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    Couple of things firstly...'you' in first line needs to be 'your' and the second last line 'express' needs to be plural 'expresses'...Sounds like someone who needs a friendly shoulder to lean on when times overwhelm them, a sad and angry household is never a place of family, it is one filled with angst and remorse for the children who wonder if they are to blame, of course it is never them but no one ever seems to explain it or the pain they cause them. Nicely done. Love, C

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