Letters spilled across the floor
Memories ripped from time
Sounds of childhood laughter
Echo softly through my mind
Letters still spell out her name
As she sat there on the floor
Long hours in the afternoon
Before she found the door
Yet now in that woman's eyes
I see the child smile through
Letters spilled across the floor
Reminders of time's from you
A contest entry
- ALAPHABET SOUP (Rhyme Only) by passim.
1800 points, ended January 20, 2009, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Long hours in the afternoon
Before she found the door
Yet now in that woman's eyes
I see the child smile through
My favorite lines of this poem you've written so tenderly... A really beautiful poem, good Knight.
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This is quite lovely. Thank you for entering
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Lovely Words
I so enjoyed reading your lovely poem. You do write from the heart my dear friend. Beautiful poem and best of luck.
Blessings with love coming your way,
Sandy
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I am never disappointed when reading your poetry, always moving and heart felt
Your Faithful Friend & Fan,
Nicole
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a gentle haunting feeling flowing from your words...like echos from the past to whisper to the heart, i remember you...sighs...winner in my book
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I like your poem very much, but please check spelling - riped???
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Thank you for the comment, alas I did to spell check, must be the yank spelling, lol, anyway tis corrected now
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