memories of october
clouding my mind
like our souls
couldn't forfeit this time
i wanted to find you
or someone like you
lingering just out of reach
my pillow became
molded with the reminder
of when our lips met
my mind stained with you
i questioned this
this distant shadow
Author notes
-- ah... ending?
A contest entry
- Word Bank, Word Limit by piccola.
600 points, ended June 7, 2008, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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very good, congrats too
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47 words so you can use 3 more if you need too. I love the title by the way. It is a little bumpy but I'd like to steal it and give it my own twist. Again, I love the title.
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