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Poem 29

April 8, 2015
By Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
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One day, you will be lying

in a big, white, crisp bed

with a naked woman

on your arm

and turn to look at the clock

slide into its second hour

The church bells strike

and their holy music

slips in the window

with the cool breeze

and dances around the dark Room.

Then, you will think of me.



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on Apr. 9 2015 at 11:50 am
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
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Thank you!

on Apr. 9 2015 at 11:50 am
Bri_Christine PLATINUM, DuBois, Pennsylvania
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Thank you so so much!

on Apr. 9 2015 at 11:07 am
Ray--yo PLATINUM, Kathmandu, Other
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Favorite Quote:
God Makes No Mistakes. (Gaga?)<br /> &quot;I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.&quot; -Liesel Meminger via Markus Zusac, &quot;The Book Thief&quot;

The poem is really strong, dear writer, and written wonderfully- the length and line breaks are perfectly suited with the overall vibe. Awesome work, please keep writing.

on Apr. 8 2015 at 4:08 pm
elycavill SILVER, Samobor, Other
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Favorite Quote:
Leave nothing but footprints,<br /> Take nothing but pictures,<br /> Kill nothing but time.

It seems like entering the time of romatism and naturalism in literature- it describes bare details and the feeling beneath it. Really love it