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A Field with no Scarecrow

Contributed by enjoiskating6 on Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 12:18:12 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



My dreams rise like fog and fade,
the sun and moon make a trade,
im still stuck here looking into grey,

these moments never seem to last,
just as soon as they've gone passed,
no time to cry and no time to laugh,

i never know quiet what i see,
but my heart would disagree,
it knows its been torn right in half,

they all say seeing is believing,
everything i see's decieving,
i wish time would wash it all away,

i look ahead to what you'll bring,
i know ill take in everything,
just throw your jokes and make them sting,

but i believe your heart is good,
but your mind will rot like wood,
you'll never fly with that broken wing,

so just let me lie in peace,
a lost and broken puzzle piece,
that use to be part of something,

the rest was lost long ago,
but still found a way to grow,
i was the leach forced to let go,

but its okay ill fall asleep,
without a hopeful dream to keep,
im just a feild with no scarecrow.




Copyright © enjoiskating6 ... [ 2005-07-18 12:18:12]
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Re: A Field with no Scarecrow (User Rating: 1 )
by In_a_while on Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 01:37:25 PM AEST
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Very nice and poetically strong... the imagery and rhymes are right on the ball. I definitely dig the title you have too!

keep up the strong writing!

dw

ps. My fave line?

"so just let me lie in peace
a lost and broken puzzle piece"

excellent!


Re: A Field with no Scarecrow (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Monday, 18th July 2005 @ 06:53:21 PM AEST
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The title was eye candy and drew my attention. I liked the overall feel of your poem. I think if you tweaked it a tad for spelling errors it would make it even better to read.

I think this is the first thing i've read of yours. Welcome to YPDC.

Kie




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