Wither

Wither

A Poem by TamiViolet
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Sonnet II of a series I'm working on

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I will dance all alone now;

You have become a stranger to me;

The show has ended, so take your bow;

I am dying on Earth so it be;

For a love that did refuse to grow old, the wind has been crying;

Please, allow not my wings to fail me;

My love has crossed the tainted bridge to darkness denying;

Allow me not to witness the white dove's plea;

No time to pack although my foot despises the door;

The frost of winter has entered;

Arm in arm with death, the wicked wolves have been howling more;

Snow is falling rapidly, paralyzing my core, my centre;

   All that remains is a mere shadow of days gone by;

   When my love found another, my Spring Lilly withered and died.

 

 

© 2009 TamiViolet


Author's Note

TamiViolet
This one is a bit more traditional than the last one in that every other line rhymes along with the last two. I really appreciate your thoughts, my friends.

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WOW! beautiful...tragic...yet so beautiful...loved the imagery...the emotions so powerful...!!! the flow, the rhymes...exceptional!!! the either side of love...love gone away...portrayed with such an imagery!!!

great work...loved every bit of it....!!!
very well done...!!!

keep it up!!

regards
barricade...

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Wow you just continue to show your range... this is so beautifully haunting... your words speak so passionately of letting go... your words sends chilling shivers down my body... amazing work again.

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

That is excellent imagery of a love gone bad. Well done.

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Taut, very taut...some strong images in there which remind me of some of your jagged free writes of yore. Esp like 'my love has crossed the tainted bridge'. Also like the theatre of 'arm in arm with death'.

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

nice poem I love the wicked picture with it its neat. Good job!

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Arm in arm with death, the wicked wolves have been howling more;
Snow is falling rapidly, paralyzing my core, my center

lovely imagination and awesome flow....but i would wanna suggest one thing, in the line i stated above, if possible omit the words "my centre"............let yo readers think a lil...you already said yo "core".....dont make it sound too obvious.... :)

jus a thought and my opinion! after all its yo creation and based on yo emotions...you ll know better!

nice read... liked it!

:) Smiles,
Poetic Soul

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 5 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful Beautiful. Wonderful and amzing. Apollonia you are an amazing poet. You do a great job of bringing the reader into your words and feelings.

Live, Love and Learn

Lady V

Posted 15 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.

Graphic. Emotionally charged. and yes, it seems traditional yet .... (poets and pain - I'm of a mind I want to go the other way again - yet maybe not blissful hope vis love but mirth and merriment - more pub songs and carefree recklessness ... in art and life)

Sorry ... I degress. I like this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.


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