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Rooted

Wooden
terms of endearment
fell from your lips
like frozen leaves
shattered
at ground level.

Your monument
finds me in my dreams
and I love you no less
but more.

Around my feet
the roots
of my loss
are bare.

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I kept reading about forest nymphs and Goddesses but I kept seeing something more real...

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  • Paloszoo gold member
    October 15, 2008

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    Nicely done, poet. I love the tale you tell. It's captivating. Unfortunately you went over the 30 word limit :-( Thanks so much for entering my contest. Be proud of your work! It’s an honor to have it shown here!