My eyes have held you
and with one hand made you disappear,
heard your silence as night fell
and you laid upon the sea;
Though I’ve never felt your pain
my pockmarked friend,
of imperfections
etched in your silvery face;
But neither have I felt your power
to push a man to insanity,
nor the pleasure to draw to my breast
both lover and bounding sea.
A contest entry
- Poetry! by luna-midnight.
1800 points, ended January 24, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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this is really cool, i like it aot, haha drive man to insanity, now that sounds like me
thanks for entering and good luck
Stephanie ♥ -
But you have a powerful pen, my friend. I love that last stanza. The imagery throughout the poem is very strong.
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Excellent poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.
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well done!
But neither have I felt your power
to push a man to insanity,
nor the pleasure to draw to my breast
both lover and bounding sea.
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This write flowed well. Some how I could not sense your message. I am a bit lost on this. Do not get me wrong it is a good write.
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Very good,so poetic and easy flowing.
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