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We never spoke
the same language
to you sycamores
had no meaning
storms were a necessity
to bring soothing rainbows.
Instead I loved
silences between words
summers’ twilight
and the breeze
soft whistle on the window.
Grey shadows
with no name
became an
everyday reality.
Within tarnished
silver frames
I drew scarlet hearts
upside-down.
Everything diluted
into nothingness
company walked
hand by hand
with loneliness.
When I miscarried
this newly conceived
round trust, you did not visit
and I learned that lies and truth
could be told in silence.
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A contest entry
- could it be that... by ToBSavvy.
700 points, ended September 12, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A very deep , melancholy and evocative write !
Artfully expressed through out , a pleasure indeed
to read !
Best wishes & hugs , Friend Easy
PS : congratulations on winning the SILVER !!
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"Within tarnished
silver frames
I drew scarlet hearts
upside-down."
a brilliant passage of poetic imagery and device!
"company walked
hand by hand
with loneliness."
an incredible metaphor and visual!
the end stanza sums it up in such a forlorn but expertly written way. a wonderfully intelligent, and moving entry. thank you!
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Thank you so much for your wonderful comment, the honnour of the silver and a very inspiring contest.
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I am so pleased you have enjoyed my lines.
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This is at once sad and breathtaking. I love how you begin and end this with silence, as relationships do. Your images are full and complete; the brevity of language and and the soft, resolute voice you use are perfect for expressing these thoughts. Really lovely, my friend.
With admiration,
Camille
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I can relate to this when life roads separate two lovers. The end is very very sad.
This poem is beautiful and has a nice flow and amazing images. Great Job. -
Excellent
Another amazing write. And so very well done. Best of luck in the contest
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