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    dots Submission Name: Dreamdots

    Author: Fougene
    ASL Info:    17/m/Saskatoon Canada
    Elite Ratio:    4.57 - 23/22/39
    Words: 147
    Class/Type: Poetry/Nostalgia
    Total Views: 763
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    The fireplace casts a shadow of her slumped figure
    The oil lamp illuminates her features lined with age
    Her benevolent face concentrates into the void
    Her empty hands move delicately with skill
    And I asked her, what she was doing
    She replies:
    "I am but weaving my dream."

    The strands of gold and silver I can all but see
    The worn needles rest invisibly on her jaded hands
    The beautiful patterns were one of a kind
    The delicate material was fit for a king
    And I asked her, what she was doing
    She replies:
    "I am but weaving my dream."

    The seconds tick by with a dreadful sound
    The charred firewood slowly crumbles
    Here sits a lady whose life would not be long
    Whose weaving was far from done
    And I asked her, what she was doing
    She replies:
    "I am but weaving my dream."

    Submitted on 2006-11-07 16:43:44     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I find this to be a very well written half piece.
    The descriptions were good, the wording, portraid a feeling of watching in wonder at this sight that could be little understood, but there was no ending and it seems no meaning.
    I would love to read this again with another stanza or two.
    Personally I could see it culminating with the passing of the old woman and the vision of the dream still sitting there, weaving maybe?

    | Posted on 2006-11-08 00:00:00 | by Localfreak | [ Reply to This ]

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