There she stands
All alone
The scene is set
In sephia tone
The backdrop is vast
Like a wall-less maze
The gentle wind blows
Sandy hair across her face
Her cheeks are freckled
Her dress is worn
Her eyes pierce the dullness
Like an icy-grey storm
I feel like I should know her
For somewhere in the past
In a dust covered memory
I'm trying desperately to grasp
I grab her shoulders
She doesn't pay me a glance
I shake her, I shake her
But she remains in the trance
Staring straight ahead
With those icy-grey storms
Piercing the dullness
I have seen this before
Stuggling to wake her
I feel so helpless
My mind is racing
I know I have seen this
The girl never moves
When I'm screaming out questions
Silent she remains
Unaware of my presence
Wake up...wake up...
A contest entry
- Can You Catch Your Dreams? by whits end.
1050 points, ended December 13, 2008, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Dream me a Dream... by allygirl87.
700 points, ended February 26, 39 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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i really really like this poem... it was very well written... thank you so much for entering my contest... good luck
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Eerie
Your vivid writing makes me feel like I actually had the dream. A dream like this makes me wonder about reincarnation or something. Great job, it gives me the sense of an actual dream, not something made up.
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