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Golden Memory

Golden Memory

A poem; a tale

 
Golden Memory

So you’re gone forever, the victim of a spell
As we marched to your plot, I heard a solemn knell
The tears ran down my face as dark clouds filled the sky
Gone so young in hallowed ground and I never said goodbye

Solar flares up in the air, lightning in the sky
Could I reach you, Could I see you? I wonder if I tried
My frantic necromantic search to find heart so free
How I wish, oh I wish that you were here with me

Endless tomes of the gone and past leave me sad and weary
Sleepless nights, without second sight, unarmed no sword to parry
But when I fell into a slumber too deep to hear the knocking
Someone, Something did come by someone too lost for talking

My love? A Ghast? Or just a dream? Someone has been around
The air is cold though the summer’s bold, I never heard a sound
If my love did come about why did she leave so soon?
”What’s this In silver ink? Who’s been in my room?”

”Goodbye my love” in silver pen, at once my heart beat seized
As I read my sorrow left and I couldn’t even breathe
But I felt her presence near me, I know I heard her call
”Good bye my love” I yelled aloud, “a dream a dream is all!”

My cries for love caused my wake, while dreaming at my desk
I suddenly remembered the golden chain around her neck
And when I rose down near my toes was something gold from me
And now I know she’ll never go she’ll always be with me
 
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    Posted Sep 10, 2008
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    It was an interesting, expressive piece. You used some great vocabulary, and there were some catching points in it. I could easily interpret what was being said, and it wasn't hard to read.

    The context of the piece was hard to distinguish. Was it in some fantasy setting? Or just a fi... (read more)
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  • Sep 9, 2008
    I find it very hard to review poetry so I thought I'd think on it more but leave a comment. Your poem took me back to English classes where my teacher taught me abouit rhythm 'tee tum tee tum tee tum'....your poem generally had consistent rhythm and for me this made it easier to read. I did feel that at times you tried to hard to rhyme, and this meant the poem didn't flow well.....I'll think more and see if I can write a decent review tomorrow!
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  • Date Added
    • Sep 9, 2008 at 1:23 PM
  • Article Type
    • Literature
  • Genres
    • Poetry
  • Topics
    • Romance, People
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    • 9 Votes
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