It's midnight; & I'm held together by vulnerable threads
like a tattered sweatshirt drenched in his cologne
that cascades loosely passed my abraded & brazen knees;
but only the mirror dramatizes my fair complexion
in which he froze over my [heart]; with shredded curtains.
Author notes
Prompt: midnight rendezvous
A contest entry
- 5 Lines Of Wonder by Errant Panther.
460 points, ended October 17, 2008, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
feedback would be greatly appreciated :D
Comments
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minor grammar error "past" not "passed" but this is outshone by a wonderfully dramatic closing line.
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wow I am at lost for words.
This is a beautiful piece of poetry.
You have done an wonderful job.
good luck in the contest
Loveandblesiings2u & yours always
Joyce
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beautiful.! :]
oh my god. this is perfection in 5 lines.
your short poems have so much depth, emotion and meanign behind them; and not to mention imagery!!
every word was just perfect.
i love this. i shouldn't have bothered entering haha
♥♥♥
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