Tuesday, 27 May 2008

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    Winter Child
    By Matt Duke
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    Tales

    I once told tales
    of magical moments
    and wondrous souls
    that were connected
    and grew a harmony,
                                      but then,
                                      the violin strings snapped
                                      and the reeds cracked
                                      and the ivory keys chipped away.
              The symphony stopped  
              and in the silence you heard
              a shatter.

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  • Adamission12
    Huge Props!

    This one got me out of the poetry that I wrote today like 3 or 4 and the ones Ive read like 12 or so this piece is clearly my favorite I loved it very cool well done...

  • colorfinger

    i like this poem a lot, i'm glad you liked my work as well :)
  • skylar_rose

    This is great. The imagery is evocative and powerful. I find it rare for poetry to create auditory imagery as well as this demonstrates.

    Well done,

    Skylar

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