Old stories of old tragedies
recalling havoc on new boats
shifting restlessly in a sky
empty of wind,
full of dark emotion
she walks moonshadows on isolated beaches
looking for a husk of ship or a tale to tell
whether it is true or not
little strings of light
attach her to such things
that have sailed a thousand seas
in search of something she thought she had
a trick of the trade:
A poet etches memories
as she remembers them
even though porous bone
and truth is sandpapered authenticity
in reviving something old to something new
I am a beached rib; same shore, same moon.
Author notes
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picture - >#4 http://stalker72.deviantart.com/art/1025-93786294
Title #5 Illusion of Moons
Quote - #2 "Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art." -Eleanor Roosevelt
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A contest entry
- Options Contest by amaranthine lover.
740 points, ended September 1, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is beautiful, but you went over the line limit so you will not be placing gold. Honourable mention at least though.
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my mouthy danged Muse...she pays no heed to rules dang her. lol.. ty gf for the HM n spite of it.
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This is so wonderful for the prompt and the last line is a stunning conclusion.
Love, C
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ty cannonsfire. soemtimes I dip deep into a deep well..and , well, this was one of those times.
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I love the imagery! A wonderful poem for such a great picture!
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It reached out and grabbed me to be sure. ty for your comments. I do appreciate you stoppng by.
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