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Incidental echo

 

 

Ebony walls speak to me, foundations of gone
                                                                 possibilities.

 

Silvering my own existence upon their mirror
                                             of crouching smells.


 I breathe the me inside
          &
come out drained ,

                     stumbling on the steps

of my future's temple. 

 

As I climb it up, praying with tattooed hands

& fingers; 

              I mop the floor off of you.

 

Now you’re a distant echo
                        An incidental echo
That once was free to be deflected upon
                                         my lands.

 

 

 

 

                       It was a chance 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(C) Noor 1/2/2009 

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Contest prompt:
free form, free verse on: "incidental"
Picture found on Google.

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  • morgana raven Greeters member
    January 17

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    Ooo, i loved this picture. The poem as well ofc, brilliant wording and very well written.
    Great write.
    Laura


  • azure85 gold member
    January 9

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    Very good use of images and feelings, this poem has layers as depths into the soul as you read it. An inventive use of the prompt, thank you so much!


  • mcope8050
    January 4

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    As I climb it up, praying with tattooed hands

    & fingers;

    I mop the floor off of you.


    This is very deep,,, each time I read it ,,it seems to take me somewhere different than before,,,,can't wait to read it again,,, and see where I end up,,, this time


    good luck in the contest

    Michael


  • Draig aine gold member
    January 3

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    well done

    I breathe the me inside
    &
    come out drained ,

    stumbling on the steps

    of my future's temple.

    stunning


  • Clovis...Curious silver member
    January 3

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    Excellent

    I quite like this one and its brooding imagery. Did you mean 'of', instead of 'off'? Just wondering. Again, very well written.


  • joelegy
    January 2

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    this was very beautiful.
    I really like the spacing going on there.
    goo job


  • Pisces rainbow gold member
    January 2

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    Such a pleasure to read your words my friend

    I breathe the me inside

                 &

     come out drained

    such a universal feeling and so proundly expressed

    amazing read

    God bless you my friend...


  • JohnnyD gold member
    January 2

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    whoa- a little darkness huh?

    Ebony walls silhouetted by the pain of rememberences

    oh-yeah-been there-suffered that\\



    Dad


  • Ken-Maverick
    January 2

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    Well penned on the prompt my friend,
    He must've been a foolish guy indeed.
    All the best to you in the contest

    Ken

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