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Grounded Vertigo
Michelle Penny
United Kingdom

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Eyes of the Sea

I looked deep into her eyes
Absorbed by the dark blue
Which sparkled like the deepest Mediterranean Sea
Then felt her lips
Brush oh so gently against mine
Like the touch of an angel
Then had to watch her
As she disappeared from sight
Like the night stars in the morning sky.

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Kerosene Comment by: Kerosene - 2007-04-03 06:29
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Nice last line. Stuck out the most to me.

Thanks for sharing,
john
TequilaTwilight Comment by: TequilaTwilight - 2007-03-15 06:26
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you've captured a tender moment nicely in this. Has a wistful quality that makes me want to conjure the moment back.
CINDYANNE99 Comment by: CINDYANNE99 - 2007-03-15 04:48
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Short but Sweet. I like your choice of wording in this one :-)
Stand out line for me was 'Like the night stars in the morning sky'.
Great work :-)
laffarsmith Comment by: laffarsmith - 2007-03-15 03:05
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I really enjoyed the imagery of this poem but I was less feeling a little lost. My heart searches for what is under the surface trying to connect with something more real then the metaphor. It leaves me wanting to know the speaker and his/her 'angel'. Iā??m tempted by the insubstantial beauty.
CharredQuill Comment by: CharredQuill - 2007-03-15 02:50
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Aw. Sweet. I quite like it since I've done one about the sea myself. It's funny though. I hate the sea because I can't swim well and am so small the small waves nearly knock me off my feet, and yet when it comes to imagination and writing about it, I love it.

I guess my ideas are like water itself. Ever changing, flowing, sometimes blocked, sometimes dark and cloudy, and other times it's as clear as raindrops are against the backing of the sun.
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