we walked
delicately
on concrete
held together
with tape.
you sighed
and looked
to the sky,
where
Apollo was
making his
descent
into your
breaths.
I couldn't
help but
think that
someone
drew worries
into your
being with
permanent
scars.
as if silver
linings fell
out of the
clouds on
their own,
you opened
your mouth
into an O -
hoping to
catch
brilliance
once again.
Author notes
first verse is a metaphor.
basically, the whole piece is.
whatami wishes the best for you.
A contest entry
- something to believe in. by aanika.
1000 points, ended November 26, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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we walked
delicately
on concrete
held together
with tape.
this is short, but every image is so strong that it doesn't matter.
this was beautiful.
thank you so much. <3
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