the moon was grinning
Cheshire-like upon me,
when first I was blanketed
in your voice
I, smiling through nervousness,
you, giggling with surprise,
another barrier was razed
into dusty memory
then a thunderbolt clapped
-two complete changes of heart-
we succumbed to feelings
long brushed aside
ours was an unexpected meeting,
yet seems so meant to be,
you mine, me yours
oh, all the sweet possibilities
now, we stand together
in this downpour of passion,
faintly the clocktower is ringing,
a chorus of angels singing
I had been praying
for an angel to lift my stupor,
loneliness, and an angel
I have found in you
I am sailing over the moon
until we finally touch,
then the earth will quake and
we will be forever moved
for on the day we meet,
the Cheshire moon will be
in full glow, and I will be
blanketed in you
Author notes
Dedicated to the Chicken that is my life, my love, my future...
A contest entry
- Jeff's first year by cricketjeff.
4620 points, ended October 5, 2008, 64 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything – and something specific! by Beating.
425 points, ended September 3, 2008, 31 entries
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Comments
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Almost blank-verse adherence to form and some wonderful imagery, a very strong entry. I am thoroughly enjoying the variety of poetry in this contest, thank you very much for an excellent read.
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Wow! Your poem is very sweet and beautiful, and most of all it felt as though it was a blanket or a dream that the reader was pulled into. Your wording is very good, and I completely agree with judyjudyjudy's comment. Good job!
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It seems to me you are doing some unusual things with time since the poet and other person have met when you start out but have yet to meet by the end. If that's what you are doing, I quite like it.
Like the phrase "blanket in your voice." That has happened to me but not lately.
jjj
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