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Author Name: Freeborderline_mary 4 Comments
Date Added: July 02, 2010 13:07:35 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Sonnet Add To Favorites | Text Only
I dreamed a dream of darkness and decay;
A dream where there was not a soul about,
Where echoes met alone my every shout;
A place where neither cold nor warmth held sway
And vast and silent skies bore thoughts away.
Though, dreaming still, my eyes were blurred by doubt,
I knew I didn't want to be pulled outó
I wanted it to be my home, to stay.
And this: my jagged land, my solitude,
A dreamscape fragmented and frightening,
Imperfect, marred, which even Death desertsó
I hold it close, for no one may intrude
While it is mine, and mine its lonely sting,
So I remain the only one it hurts.
Author's Notes:
A very old sonnet of mine, from a less happy time in my life.
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Comment By: FreeTim on January 13, 2012 09:45:37 PM Report
This is my first day here and I'm putting this in my favorites. A great job of writing.
Comment By: FreeTristan on January 8, 2011 06:07:54 PM Report
Beautifully scripted in its sadness...  rich in alliteration and an intriguing rhyme scheme.  The meter is gentle and flows elegantly despite the painful memories it describes.  The jagged out-croppings of our lives can block the paths of many, while the inspired few will see them as challenges to be scaled on the way to a glorious journey through life.  Nice work. Tristan
Comment By: FreePeter Sammylin on July 3, 2010 09:03:25 PM Report
Hey borderline Mary,

I loved the flow of these very fine composed lines which made it a delightful Sonnet to read!  And sometimes i think we all sit in a shadow as such a one the poetess once sat in.  An old work which clearly has an evergreen future.

Greetings: Peter
Comment By: FreeLaura on July 2, 2010 06:21:17 PM Report
very moving and beautifully wrote


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