It's a ghost to me now
So much that I must close my eyes tightly
in order to brush the surface of it with my fingertips
Even then it crumbles from my hands,
leaving me grasping for thin air
like a child,
leaving me hysterical for it's loss
Author notes
Ugh... this is the first poem I've written in quite a while.
A contest entry
- & she finally stopped playing their song, when she realized she was dancing alone. by The-Phoenix.
750 points, ended February 20, 2009, 27 entries
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Comments
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You have done a nice job showing some really strong emotions in this poem. It is short but it also says a great deal. This is a sad write. Great job, and thanks so much for entering. Blessings, Patty
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(you forgot the * smile * but oh well,)
I like the part
"like a child,
leaving me hysterical for it's loss"
Great poem i really liked it, thanks for entering. -
Good
A nice poem as a debue. Really good one you have beautifully express your feelings trimling in your mind. Any how keep it up. keep an eye on the ryhmes and meter. try to follow them. If your study Keats and Blake it will really help you.
Be Happy
Ali
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