My heart mirrors winter's icy chill
the sky of my soul remains grey, overcast
All that once radiated life's warmth
seems to have frozen, faded away
Forever lost and wandering, nothing changes
a reflection of ice covered dreams
Skeletal trees, casting shadows of death
upon a crystalline covered landscape
A contest entry
- 8-Line Poems by Daire.
550 points, ended January 23, 17 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
When hope seems forever lost, how can it ever be recaptured?
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Great imagery. Winter really does begin to seem like that after a few months. Oh well, it's provided you with material for a vivid write.
Congrats on your gold trophy.
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I'm not sure about the italics but I guess it does make it slightly more dramatic and Gothic. The first and last two lines are magnificent though. Two small things: I think 'Burried' should be 'Buried' and 'winters' should be 'winter's'. A very fine and atmospheric poem.
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Thank you much, thank you also for picking up on my errors, I have been without much sleep in these past few months, sorry it has taken me so long to reply.
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you chose words that were able to get the message across. the tone and the flow work together in creating great imagery.i'm not feeling the title because it works against the words.you are a very adept writer. my best to you in the contest.
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Ah. I love the imagery. best of luck in your contest!!
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*hands* you the light of hope.
May it show you the way hun
Juls
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lovely imagery, well done! for some reason I particularly liked the last two lines of each stanza... and the background is beautiful as well.
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