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The Wreckage



My mind holds messages
I can't remember,
what the soul sees
when it's worn; broken
and the simple moments scatter.

Only a flower darkened by clouds.
Intimate sorrow of up-heaved roots
or white bones jabbed through broken flesh.

Hospital windows open on sunshine
where wild winds blow upon fields of flowers,
and sleeping is painful
         ~always painful.

Where scars of childhood
turn to dirty windows
that hold past loves and wars,
where we grow old,
and sleeping is no longer simple
as it passes 

          ~unnoticed.

 

 

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  • whispernthedark Greeters member
    September 27, 2008

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    I'm sorry, but this has already earned a gold trophy so I cannot consider it. Congratulations though...

    ♥
    whisper

  • carole21
    September 22, 2008

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    a very nice write with insights as always . . good luck on getting another gold in this contest . . !!


  • swim.x
    September 20, 2008

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    This was so so so so beautiful. Such vivid, wonderful and gorgeous imagery that held me on the brink of tears. Such a sad story portrayed through these gentle words.
    Congratulations and good luck in the contest.
    Chin up,
    Swim.x


  • Maxboy gold member
    September 19, 2008

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    Beautifully Sad

     

     

    Congratulations on the Gold 

     

    Love

    Don


  • delightfulmess silver member
    September 19, 2008

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    Holy smokes!!!
    This is one powerful piece.
    Presented with brilliant elloquance.
    Well done and thank you for entering my contest.



    Delila

  • the sepia vitamin
    September 11, 2008

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    Oh wow. What a powerful and sad piece. I agree with fug-azi that it brought to mind someone who had been abused to me as well. And though it was a dark piece, it was still so beautiful. I love this.

    Congrats on silver


  • Fug-azi
    September 11, 2008

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    This brought to mind a feeling of someone who has been abused. All the way through I got these images of someone who was very low remembering the abuse they thought they had shut away.

    Sorry if I am totally wrong but thats what it showed me.

    Congrats on Silver


  • Age of Rain
    September 11, 2008

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    Almost leaves me with a feeling of nostalgia. It is beautiful and melancholy all at once. A truly remarkable write.

  • ecrivain01
    September 6, 2008
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    So much talent here ...

    could have been describing your own writing, and not all the rest.

    Good job.


  • Reptile Lady gold member
    September 5, 2008

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    Aww honey
    I love your poem its so sad though

    where wild winds blow upon fields of flowers,
    and sleeping is painful
    ~always painful.
    What an image of words you have penned and touched me so much

    Best wishes to you
    Julie x


  • Puppydog gold member
    September 1, 2008

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    SO EMOTIONAL!!!

    We so often think only of our misfortunes and all of the good and happy experiences are pushed far back into our memories. It is the strong of heart and soul who dig deep into those memories and let them help us on our way in life.


  • AliceinPoetryLand gold member
    September 1, 2008

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    Wow hun! This is such a deep, dark and sad piece, almost a soliloquy.
    So poignantly have you penned this with such wistful longing that things could be so different.
    All the very best with this
    Gaylene


  • Angela-Tragity
    August 31, 2008

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    Exceptional

    I was a little bit bored when i first got into it to be honest... but then the scenes that your lines brought to my head were the most beautifully haunting scenes.... Great great job. Beautiful write. Good luck in the contest. *my favorite, "Where scars of childhood
    turn to dirty windows"
    Xox.


  • Curious LiLi
    August 31, 2008
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    Omg, this is amazing!
    It's so incredibly sad :[
    But gorgeous, such gorgeous words...

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