i remember this girl
and like the changing season
what we once had
is gone
O the echoing pulse
of quiet poetry
and licking
wounds
she was a bloodstream
my curved membrane
but
i labored
and drowned
in her threshold
like the river
that runs in the sea
it ceases to
exist
and nothing
remains
nothing
but
salty memories
In a list
A contest entry
- Intrigue me with a memory by Amunet Wolfbane.
1000 points, ended June 8, 2008, 15 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is an exceptional piece of poetry. I love the way it rolls off the tongue when read aloud. I know this place in the psyche, this feeling. It stings still and yet sometimes the salt against my bare flesh is what keeps me moving through life.
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Well done.
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Oh, whew....what profound thoughts scroll white on black here. You ability to press things into few words..many things..deep and deseprate things needing to be know from the inside out....wowsers....what a poem..what a poet!
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This is so beautiful... I could feel this one resonating in my bones. In the end, we are all just memories, aren't we...but on the brighter side, thank God for those memories too - even the salty ones.
~ Nicolette
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This touched me. I felt this poem profoundly. Excellent work.
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