Walking o'er the Mahogany bridge
In search of that sailor who went away..
On a night with full moon's gleams
He walked this way.. Lost in dreams..
Of that maiden in the seas..
I trace this path, the path he walked
For I have to find him, I know..
Though he thinks of her hazel eyes
Which shimmered he said, in the glow
Beneath the starlit skies..
He is not back yet, not until now
I hope to find him, somewhere near that bay
In search of a mermaid, he went away..
And now, I trod this Mahogany bridge
In search of that sailor who walked this way..
A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration XII by Samplette.
1800 points, ended November 24, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hood Wink!
Beautifully penned, there is so much imagery and emotions flowing together on the bridge I am mesmerized by it all
Stunning!
♥
Stay safe
~Manda
(Apologies for late Hood-Wink!)
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100th hoodwink
I thought was a fabulous story poem. I hope you find the person you are in search of. The picture looks like it goes on forever into the skies. -
Very nice. Beautifully crafted piece of poetry. You did a lovely job with your wonderful write. Thank you for entering.
Sam
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100th Hood-Wink!
Wow - this is a beautifully wistful poem - I really like how the ending comes full circle to the beginning - well crafted
the only thing that I thought was a little stange was the past tense of 'trod' in the last two lines, I think a present tense would fit better - but that is just my opinion 
- this is beautiful - and I wish you the best of luck in the contest!
Keep writing
Polly
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100th Hood-Wink!
What a beautiful and heartfelt poem of a lost love. Such vivid imagery and emotion throughout. I so enjoyed reading this morning. Thanks for all you do here on ap. Hope you have an amazing and blessed weekend. Hugs Theresa
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100th Hoodwink!
This is so beautiful and sad all at the same time. This flowed so beautifully off the page and with such ease, I was swept into the emotion of this piece. Best to you in the contest sweet poetess
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It’s true, he walked away from me.
She called him back to the sea.
Still in my heart he will always be
the boy and man I love.
He was drawn to other shores.
Different beaches he explores.
And though my heart in prayer implores
I fear he’s gone for good.
You write well.
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I dare say that the search for him will end up in seeing another with those qualities. Maybe that sailor was not the one, but whatever qualities the speaker saw, (s)he'll look for that again, in another's eyes, another's heart.
Or she'll just stalk the first one.
For some reason I see it more about life than about desire. More about ideas than need.
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Very sad and beautiful write!
Lovely take on the prompt here.
Good luck to you with it!
Jeremy0826
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