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    dots Submission Name: Memoriesdots

    Author: Soul-Hugger
    ASL Info:    33/F/Canada
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 409/222/66
    Words: 109
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
    Total Views: 1084
    Average Vote:    4.0000
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       Written in 1998. At first I thought the words just sounded good together. But it almost makes sense now, almost.

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    Memories descend upon my head like rain,
    and the fog and mist, they cloud my mind,
    as I slowly go insane.
    But I am not broken and ragged,
    nor do I reflect the many things I feel.
    I could chase the fog but never catch it,
    or take the moment as it seems,
    but never could I match it with a dream.
    For this is the apparent reality,
    as so it must be,
    along with rivers of distortion
    that melt into the sea.
    And though the storm may travel
    along the misty shores,
    the mystery will unravel,
    as we see the light that leads to open doors.

    Submitted on 2006-11-21 01:03:01     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I think you were right to post this splendid "old" piece. It not only makes sense but it touches this reader who is glad that you are so upbeat about the situation. I like the rhyme scheme and the lack of dependence on rigid metre, I sometimes right (right!) write strictly metrical stuff but it is strangely both hard and easy to do. The easy way is often trivialising of the content, the harder way is to get it to drive the message home even when bound by metre.
    Thanks for a thought provoking read.
    | Posted on 2006-11-25 00:00:00 | by siradrian | [ Reply to This ]
      I think I can make sense of this...not almost, but nearly positive...if that's not the same thing :)
    It's as if you're surrounded by all these memories, whether they are good or bad, and they're driving you insane. Memories have a lovely way of doing that, don't they?
    Though you feel as if you're going insane, you're not broken down or beaten up byu them...in other words they don't haunt you. They might just come around from time to time unexpectedly....and you try not to think on them too much, others they might just stay there. When you say that you try to chase and catch the fog, but never can...it's almost as if you're saying that insanity might be better than just having these memories come back over and over again...maybe being haunted isn't as bad as the word itself sounds.
    All of this poem is very symbolic and creative. I really enjoyed this. Imagery was very well done, too. Nice job, and keep writing.

    | Posted on 2006-11-22 00:00:00 | by Toxic_Rayne | [ Reply to This ]

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