Against an apple tree I fall today,
recovering from the blow often known
as life itself.
In my quiet mental oasis beneath that dangling apple,
I picture things as I would see them;
chivalry still alive and well,
as well as the ones who uphold it.
Good and evil quite cut and dry,
not underlying like politics or law...
There I stand, fighting for honor;
heroism without room for ego.
This is an age where knights roam,
wielding weapons of sword and sound mind.
Arguments few and far between,
and the leaders of the nation are pure.
I spar with those who think as I do,
with friendly conversation in large supply.
I can relax and be myself
without reprimand.
I feel empowered by nature's elements,
standing on more than just giants.
The wind blows away my worries as I sit still,
on the cliff overlooking the ocean.
It felt so good to finally be...at ease.
Then the apple falls.
What happened to peace and valiance?
Nigh all gone astray for all to see.
When darkness fills in the grey,
I know I'm in reality.
The world's worries almost overwhelming;
I wonder why I had to leave my paradise.
Nightmarish thoughts of what could be
fill my perception of the future.
Life seemingly hanging by a thread,
my mistakes from past and present
overshadow my accomplishments;
my head now damp with tears and sweat,
my spirits dimmed, esteem flushed out.
Then, at my mind's worst,
as I am about to die from the inside out,
a simple call pierces the deafening silence...
...My name.
I see familiar faces in the distance,
wondering what I'm doing there
underneath that apple tree.
I walk from under that black cloud,
the steel trap of my mind.
I seal my thoughts in an imaginary novel,
and I hide the tome away inside.
I refresh my expression, my very being
as I run towards my friends, so eager
to escape myself.
I go with them, knowing that if necessary,
my heart can empty out on open ears.
Knowing I am not alone in experiencing this,
it is my will to do the same.
For without them, the deadly silence
would never be broken...
Forever tethered to an endless sadness,
hoping for what can never be.
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We all have our own oasis,
though we also await that dreaded apple.
What's pertinent are the ones who wake you
from that endless pit of despair.
Author notes
This almost seems like an expansion of another one of my poems, but it isn't quite. This was just on my mind...not the same as Imaginary Reality. Similar in nature, but different in expression and meaning.
Edit: This isn't really at all in similarity to Imaginary Reality, aside from the fact that it involves dreams, or a dream-state. The message / intention is completely different, although similar ideas and themes are used. However, this is an adequate, accurate expression of a facet of my thoughts. Hence, why it came out as poetry. ^.^
Conveniently, it came to me in time for this first round! Which is why it's a prewrite instead of a fresh one, even though I just wrote it today. I almost forgot the deadline was tomorrow! X.x
Anyway...enjoy.
--Flare the Arcphoenix
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A contest entry
- To Start Things Off... by Simply Simple.
300 points, ended July 2, 2008, 23 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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.... AM I supposed to say something? ITs too amazing! there isn't anything else to say. Honestly I love reading stuff like this. Is very mature but still kind of fun. I like the whole daydream thing. WHY CAN'T I WRITE LIKE THIS??????????????????????
~Kat *♥*
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Thanks.
Everyone has their own style, you know. You're not a bad poet, yourself. ^.^ If it comes from the heart, it starts as a masterpiece from the very beginning.
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17/well... less than 17
more more more!!! I want more! ^.^ Congrats on being teh awesomeness yet again. I could say whatnots and stuff, but, it would all sound the same as my incessant praise from before. The apple metaphor was really good... Made me think a bit. I always love the warrior imagery. Speaking of which, you need to come into Clemson, so we can fight again, I am looking forward to a good battle with you.
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You know it - I am, too! ^.^
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No problem
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Wow....... Wow.... Wow.... Okay... Now that I'm semi-over the shock. Here goes.
I just happened upon this. I didn't know it was in the contest until I clicked on it. Oops.
I was enthraled (how do you spell that anyway?) by this until the very end. It's amazing!! Yay!!
Thanks for entering it. It gave me something good to read.
This is amazing. I'll be back to read this one over and over. I promise you that!
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Heehee...another 'l' will make it good.
If it's always this fun to wow you, I'll keep writing. Promise accepted, flattery embraced, humbleness sustained. ^_^
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Oooh... Well, I was close. On 4 and 1/2 hours of sleep that isn't bad.
What can I say, apparently I am fun to wow. Yay! Humble... Ha! I'll break it one day. 
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Hahahaha. Have fun trying to break said humbleness. Muahaha!
Oh yeah - thank you! x (a lot) = [lack of an icon for a lot of hugs]
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I shall. And I shall succeed!!
No prob. Welcome. X... umm... More than a lot. (Yes, we need like a super hug icon thing.... )
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Whoa. I'm impressed, Daniel.
Quite a dark subject - even for you. I love it, though. I also love how you are able to separate the two worlds (the darkness inside your mind and the one of joy with your friends), and the apple/tree metaphors are incredible.
You have been lost in deep and brooding thoughts lately, and your poems have all been about a warrior fighting against some great enemy which remains un-named. I sense that you feel some war raging within you. You are strong, my warrior - don't ever forget that.
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Yeah...it was a little dark, wasn't it? O.o
It's hard to put thought into words sometimes...this is just what I came up with for it so far, I suppose.
I think I'm rubbing off on you, what with the interpreting and all.
Thanks - you're quite encouraging, you know that?
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heres 3 more ^.^ good job once again =]
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I think you can only do three, but thank you anyway. I'm glad you enjoyed it!
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Wow o.o *claps* amazing write =) very intresting indeed you deserve 6 claps I like this alot especially the part where it says "Life seemingly hanging by a thread,
my mistakes from past and present
overshadow my accomplishments;
my head now damp with tears and sweat,
my spirits dimmed, esteem flushed out.
Then, at my mind's worst,
as I am about to die from the inside out,
a simple call pierces the deafening silence...
...My name." Great job you did very good on this I hope to see more of your work ^,^ you do a super job at it
-Maria-
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