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Scraps of Her
Her last letter, tear-stained
and creased, whose wearied words
of faded, jaded love
and long lost lust, he tore
above the stone-lined maw
until all her scraps had
fallen into shadow.
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Comment by: acid43 - 2008-08-04 21:19
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| I enjoyed this piece Phill.I loved the flow of the poem and the all around tone of the piece itself. Good work. |
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Comment by: Juan2 - 2008-07-30 19:42
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First off, great title - clearly represents what this whole poem is about, and it's eye catching.
"of faded, jaded love
and long lost lust, he tore" - loved the rhythm and rhyme of these lines.
Great use of that last line, too - really gives it that sense of closure.
happy writings. |
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Comment by: alien - 2008-07-28 03:18
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brilliant. I loved it. Great use of the last line phrase and yeah, wow - I think I'll be along to check out some of scottishsong's work next because that comment was poetry, too!
Great poem, Phil. Well written indeed and nicely punctuated, too ;) |
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Comment by: junenandy Online- 2008-07-27 08:41
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Must say Phil, this was very profound, went deeper than the words. I could as if see the emotions so deftly captured in these lines. Simply beautiful.
Also Scottishsong's interpretation of it was complementary. She could visualise the lines unfolding before her. Lovely comment.
Thanks. |
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Comment by: Mick - 2008-07-25 02:12
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| Good one Phil.... Great use of the subject matter... :D |
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