Her visions of eternity burned crystal blue
with vivid intention. To have and to hold,
'till the grim hand disbands
the felicitous union with bedtime ghosts
and as she followed the blaze of a rainbow
with bells that chimed within the creases
of her ageing pages, he agonized
disengaging from the rapture of hallucinogenic illusion.
Never could she of fabricated the thought,
that after 3 years 2 months and 21 days
he'd scribble over the fairytale and say.....It's not you, it's me.
Author notes
Prompt: You're such a line to break
In a list
A contest entry
- Quick! ie! by Not-The-Sun.
800 points, ended October 26, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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ummmm well I basically dropped my jaw and my eyes started to get a bit watery as I read that last stanza.... i'm not sure how to describe that. phenomenal doesn't cut it
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beautiful work, this is so well penned. good luck!
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the ending was a packer. i really liked this, it has emotions to it, and some great descriptions, good luck and take care
Stephanie♥ -
oohhh..different
i didn't expected this one from you..it seemed more...out-spoken but wonderfully done
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This is really well done. I really loved the last line. Good job.
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