Tell me why you’re anxious
because I don’t understand;
your palm is wet, but I don’t care
I just want to hold your hand.
I glanced between your kneecaps
and saw tears stream down your face,
I wondered why they moved so much
why not just stay in place?
you split open an eyelid and
explained it all to me,
you told me I was trapped up there
and only tears could set me free.
I wondered if you wanted to
just shove me down a well -
to see my manic eyes cry out
and watch me in my hell.
you never shied away from me
as my vocal chords grew dry,
they lay alone without my heart
and never asked me why.
sometimes my brain is centered
on a foundation of two feet,
but sometimes it just wanders
and sees our faces in the wheat.
your eyes were bright that day I died;
you chuckled – grinned – laughed happily.
you caught the bloom I chucked at you
but not the ghost of me.
there was no gravestone memory
just a hollow heartbeat
to remind you of the flower &
no more faces in the wheat.
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Comments
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Thank you for your entry in the contest. An interesting read that started well, but towards the end your rhyme and meter was erratic. Your rhyme was fine and imagery good.
All the best at judging
Sue and Jeff
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keep writing as long as u live because it is great.
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i love ur poetry. i almost started to cry. it was amazing. i love it. it was great. there r suggestions of wat i should say but there is nothing wrong with ur writing. i love it. like i said i almost started to cry. if u have any doubt that ur poetry is lame ur crazy. ur writing is amazing
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I picked one at random; it's a habit of mine. I read this aloud to assure myself I wasn't swayed by verbiage. Faces in the wheat, indeed-
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Well well well
Little girl....you've got it goin! I started writing when I was about 10 years old! I see you are smitten by the muse of the lyrical poet! YEAH! I love this fresh way you have come up with of creating a picture! Good job! I am so pleased I could just POP! Keep writing my dear! It wouldn't surprise me if you became famous one day! Poets are born with the ability! Artists refine that ability! Keep it up, you're in there with the best of them regardless of your age! Feel free to read some of my poems as well!
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I love the 2 stanzas that end with faces in the wheat. Very hi-brow and classy write. Kind of on the edge poetry. I really like it. Thank you for entering.
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Beautiful!!!!!!!!!
This is an excelant poem. I can't point out any point cause I love it all. This is a beautiful poem. Good luck in this contest
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oh my god.
I just found the most amazing mind today.
Thank you.
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