I saw myself reflected in the automatic door.
I knew it to be me and yet a face I've never known.
My hair and body moving somehow different than before,
It dawned on me beneath the moon how drastically I've grown.
I am no more between the roles of adult and of child.
I do not have to wonder where I fall. I fell in place.
At last the troubled teenager's completely reconciled
With everything she is, can be, and wants - and all with grace.
I reveled in my womanhood, refreshed on Hallow's eve,
And looked out on the night lights of my city's busy street.
I know you're out there somewhere now and honestly believe
It won't be long before the storm and finally... we'll meet.
Author notes
A contest entry
- Fall and all its pleasures and pains by tanzanite.
1200 points, ended November 14, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Yes, this is one of my favorites too because you come alive in the words, the tone and the flow is GREAT. I could not help but get involved in this process as you look into the mirror. I love the rhyming that was artfully done. I love the title.
Hot damn woman - well done on an exquisite piece. Results will be in shortly.
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I particularly love line 6. It's true you know: besides being an excellent poet and a fascinating person you're drop dead beautiful.
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An absolutely superb poem, which, by the way, no one else but you could have written! The second stanza is brilliant... you are billiant! Oh, yes, I did love it, love you too!
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Thank you so much Eusebius!
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This is a wonderful read! I have never seen you write in extralongameter before. Perfect flow and rhyme!
Love,
Amera
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So that's what it's called.
Thank you Amera!
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LOL, it's a word I coined; I tease CricketJeff about it, he writes with long syllabic lines all the time.
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