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The Girl Inside My Eyelids
In a dream
I caught a glimpse,
frozen solid
in a memory.
A smile
from wild eyes,
an echo
of laughter.
Her lashes,
beached waves
on the shores
of pearls...
... the cup of water
on the windowsill
next to the bed
we rarely shared.
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I really love,
"Her lashes,
beached waves
on the shores
of pearls..."
Beautiful Image. |
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Comment by: Anne - 2007-09-05 16:09
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like the title of your poem . Lovely work again from you well done
Anne |
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This is really well done. I don't have any criticisms! Simple, sweet, and with good images. Nice!
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Comment by: Beck - 2007-08-14 15:06
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| Thanks for the comments everyone... I think I've settled on this as a title thank you very much for the suggestions though. |
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Fine poem, Dan. How about 'Echo' for a title?
milner |
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