just a bridge
connecting two rivers
...no longer running
and a song,
too complex for the melody
being played on your broken piano,
and I sing only half notes, never whole
the wind blows
but North never meets South,
and we are running without a compass
where is the conductor
for this deserted orchestra?
and hope flies
but seldom dances with sunlight
preferring the company of silhouettes,
we learn to define white and black, not gray
just parallel lines
never knowing intersection
...only infinity
Author notes
sich trennen (German) = to separate
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a stunning write, what this has to do with the prompt, I don't know, cannot find it but then I'm blond(t) and who cares when this poem is such an enjoyement to read!
thank you so much for entering my contest
(ps yes blondt with dt - thats how dumb I can be
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Stunning, as always. Your words haunt, leaving the reader both stunned and musing. Amazing.
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oh
my
gosh.
bookmarked. the ironic oxymorons are powerful and meaningful to me, in this. love that the prompt took you here; fantastic work!
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you speak German?
Nicely done as always buddy
Ken
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Brilliant job! I love this poem. It's filled with meaning, a nice plot and it really inspires you to want to write a poem that's brilliant as this one is.
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