Twisted ivory drawn out
through blue-green dreams
only to be broken by the hands
that cover her face
The night reveals the wishes
we hoped were truths
far from weeping wounds
are the marks from games with Isobelle
And in picture frames
that hide the thunderstorms
that stir her teacup
are the ones that make it all worthwhile
Polaja...you are my lifeline
despite my slightly insulting presence
Author notes
There's a fair few references in their which I'm not going to explain but I'm sure Polaja will get most of them.
In a list
A contest entry
- Favorite people & poets: Polaja by Dienush.
500 points, ended November 21, 2008, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I really like the references - although you spelt Isabelle wrong 
... sorry it took me so long to comment on this - I was waiting for the contest to end and it slipped my mind ... 
thank you for entering this!
I got into Honours ... just so you know - what were your grades?
Polly
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Cute ending.
I really like the style of this - it does sound quite personal, but also has nice, concrete imagery anyone can appreciate. It's loaded with emotion and love. The vocabulary choice is impressive, too. Nice work
Thank you for entering.
~Diana
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I am sure Pojala will love this and although it has personal references we can all take something from it. Thank you for stopping by with your beautiful hoodwinking x x x x
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