Shards of air;
Falling from the trees
As flightless birds.
Dreams
Overlapping
On a tabletop
Of colors.
She spoke with silver hands,
She spoke with shyly pallor.
She drifted like the sea;
Her scent, of summer flowers.
She sought to seek;
And slept the winter sleep
Of midnight symphonies.
I went with her,
When morn turned dark;
We went through crooked paths
And drifted with the stars.
We fell through Saturn’s
Smoky rings;
And slithered like snakes
Between the potholes of the moon;
I was her, and she was me;
Skipping in the darkness
We sang through colored dreams;
We fell through reflections, on the sea.
I shed my golden skins,
Trudging through the laughter.
She left herself across the sky,
Singing songs of ever-after.
We danced like sirens,
Flew like bees.
Ourselves;
Infinity.
Author notes
My user name is icyrose.
A contest entry
- Make Me Fall in Love with You... by tearyeyedbutterfly.
600 points, ended March 11, 27 entries
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outstanding!
this is a lovely write. very vivid and full of imagery!
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This is amazing! I love the imagery and the way you describe everything. :]
"We fell through Saturn’s
Smoky rings;
And slithered like snakes
Between the potholes of the moon;
I was her, and she was me;
Skipping in the darkness
We sang through colored dreams;
We fell through reflections, on the sea."
My favorite lines. I don't like capitalization on every line, but it doesn't really matter here, because the poem is so magnificent. Love it!
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wow this is cool it made me feel like i'm in space when i read it
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Josiah! I didn't even know you still came to this site...
Yes, I was trying to portray the boundlessness of love, so space would be an adequate metaphor.
So, what's up? I haven't talked to you in ages. -
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ya ive been on it a couple times looking at poems i had writers block for like an hour so i got bored and came to this site and ive been really good just started up a new band well its kind of an old band but we got back together and we are writing some crazy cool stuff so was up with you???
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Oh yeah...didn't you leave michael's band? He told me about that. Good luck for your new band though.
Well, I'm still in Italy, but school's almost over, and I'm coming back in like 2 months. I'm staying the summer, and possibly next year, though we're not certain yet. I sure hope so, because I don't know if I could stand another year like this.
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ya i did lol but thanks and that sounds cool hope it works out for you : )
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Wow! This is a lovely poem! I especially love these lines:
"I was her, and she was me;
Skipping in the darkness
We sang through colored dreams;"
Such beautiful imagery! Nice job! Thanks for entering and good luck!
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