the day weakens as shade subtlety swallows the past
we are brought to the edge of what we thought we knew
as the languishing light once again feeds a most ravenous night
the veil lifts with the unraveling of the day, the line between grows thinner
allowing us a glimpse of the potential that is held within the covered darkness
illusions and reality merging in one breathless twilight moment
silently stalking threads of wind, enlace the shadow
carrying my memories on the way to nowhere
mirror images, recollections are all at once strangers and lovers
the water color of these mocking remembrances just won't fade
as it laughs at me, I cannot shatter the polished surface
to once and for all break the contempt and it’s haunting of my past
my forgetful soul...again wandering and reveling in the dead of wistful, twilit reflection
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slightlyFey
Sorry, Not sure if these are "ripe, soulful words", but they are what came to me and I have had the worst block lately, so Im just glad anything came to me 
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I was hoping for a bit more imagery in this piece. You've got snippets of it here and there but not enought to leave an impression.
I thought the emotion in this piece was great. It was sad and lonely but I think it could be more stirring if you used more imagery and metaphors.
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wow ! this is the first piece i have read here, i mean besides my hubby's poetry. wish i could write like that. it took me a long long time of reading, imitating, deleting, redoing ha ha ha..to come up with one poem..
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For having a block of writing this is surely a great piece.Very insightful.The last words stick out the most to me and causes me to also reflect in the things I once thought mattered the most to me.Seems evey day brings a new relection and new reasons to go o.Thank for the chance to read this.It sure is good.
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whoa. this is great suff!
just one thing:
"the water color of these mocking remembrances just wont fade"
please put an apostrphe in "won't"
i know it's not my call, but i find these soulful words...not sure about ripe though...what's that supposed to mean???
great poem.
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