The full moon rising
sets the angels
in their rooms fast asleep.
And in the echoed
room of mem'ries
one does find a key.
And for that key,
a whispered tune,
a piano softly plays.
And with that playing
come the laughter
of children far away.
And with the distance
comes a longing,
for friends who've left the earth.
And with that loss
comes a crying,
a baby just from birth.
And whether lost
in distant sleep,
or in mem'ries one does find,
The many joys
and sorrows hold
each others hand,
in time...
Author notes
4. Angels tossing in their sleep
this poem came to me as does a dream in the midnight hour...
A contest entry
- The Lovely Random Thoughts by petalblue2.
900 points, ended May 7, 39 entries
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Comments
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I thought this was quite sweet - although perhaps a little over-sentimental for my own jaded tastes. I'm not sure if "mem'ries" works when used twice in such a short space..............
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"And the in echoed" - That line you just mixed up and forgot to edit, I'm assuming you meant "And in the echoed..". Other than that it reads well, although I don't know if I'm a big fan of starting almost every stanza with "and" but if it was your intention and you have a reason for it, then it has its place. Good work.
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Quite a lovely piece. Fabulous rhyme and backround Thanks for entering
Blue~
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