this is just to say

this is just to say

A Poem by hershey's kiss
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kind of a different technique. open for reader interpretation.

"

the room was quiet
this is just to say
his quiet dream world
garden outside the window
that tomorrow is over
white glass
what place is this?
ask me no more
stiff and bright
behind the door
love
stepping suddenly into the world
secrets
makes me ache
wide and deep
color seen in leaf of apple
summer is over
winter stripped trees
every sunset sky
saddening all the street
green veils drifting from their fingers
he walks upon summer skies
the day's gone by
the black wings
marigolds
soft as it began
some strange enchanted language
creatures of the wood are dancing
tears were glistening on her cheeks
hundreds of years
the tag-end of summer
she had the courage
wonderfully wise
delighted
it is time
should sink beneath the wave
as long as the river flows

© 2009 hershey's kiss


Author's Note

hershey's kiss
soooo tell me what you think. :]

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Feels very much like a spoken word type poem, with so much detail of different moments passing by...perhaps several people. I only say that because of the mention of a 'he' and a 'she'...
and each person who reads this may get a different feeling or have another interpretation.

Leaves me deep in thought, and i read it through a few times, searching for what you wanted the reader to feel....then i shelved that and looked for how i felt, and went with that to leave as comment for you.
Well done!!! I'll be thinking for awhile on this piece!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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This had me perplexed....but in a good way. I like that you didn't really spoon feed any particular meaning, and it's all sort of broken yet flowing. However, at times, it seems like you just threw words on without really giving them thought of where to place them. My advice is to always have some sort of point to every line, no matter what your inspiration is...if that makes any sense. Good piece though. I enjoyed it.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

For some reason I think of the four seasons in nature when I read this. I really loved it, and the line "green veils drifting from their fingers" is really striking something here with me, and I have no clue why XD I thought it was interesting you kept going back to that color though, I'll have to read this again to get the full meaning, I think. Anyway, amazing work, as always. :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Feels very much like a spoken word type poem, with so much detail of different moments passing by...perhaps several people. I only say that because of the mention of a 'he' and a 'she'...
and each person who reads this may get a different feeling or have another interpretation.

Leaves me deep in thought, and i read it through a few times, searching for what you wanted the reader to feel....then i shelved that and looked for how i felt, and went with that to leave as comment for you.
Well done!!! I'll be thinking for awhile on this piece!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Cair Paravel, Narnia



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A Poem by hershey's kiss