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    dots Submission Name: Photographdots
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    Author: Pyrosis
    ASL Info:    24/M/TN
    Elite Ratio:    4.13 - 199/204/35
    Words: 158
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    Description:
       I found an old photo of someone today in a book of poetry. It fell out of a page I had marked. The feelings I felt deserve to be written down.

    I would however, encourage you all not to lose yourself to time. I am grateful I rediscovered my spirit. Who would have thought one picture...

    I know not how to express in punctuation how to read this properly. It is done slowly. Statements meant to assimilate in your mind. Much like gazing upon a photograph.


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    dotsPhotographdots
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    I see your face...

    Beautiful, Smiling, Young,
    Oh God what terrible pain...
    What have I done?

    Was it so very long ago?
    Yes... it was

    My mind enters an old, old, realm
    A place I had forgotten had a door much less a key
    Who would guess you could show me both

    My God...
    Is it not beautiful here?
    I should not have come back
    It hurts...

    Years have passed since I last gazed upon it
    Yet...
    Who would have dreamed you would bring me here?
    A past I had forgotten
    A me...
    One who entombed his very spirit to spare his pain.

    It's like something has returned to me I lost long ago.

    What is this?
    tears... why?
    I feel everything
    Every word, every memory

    So long ago.
    such love, such beauty, such pain

    Dare I put it down?
    Dare I close the door?




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      This is a nice poem. Simple and honest. The only advice I can give about making a reader of a poem read it more slowly is to write it down as prose. Long sentences, no spaces. The shorter and clearer the lines are the faster someone can read them. I don't think it would work in this case though. I would just leave it as is...
    | Posted on 2016-10-20 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
      I have suffered similar experiences myself and the first thingbibhave to say about this piece is that you captured that exactly. I liked the description of this as well, you said "what I felt deserved to be written down"

    Going back to those places where our hearts were so wounded and acknowledging ourselves gives great honor. I hope that this feeling gives you healing and encouragement for your future rather than continue as the piece suggests in part about being entombed in spirit to spare pain.

    Sometimes its good to revisit those parts of ourselves so we can win the battle for our own heart and spirit. Reliving and reclaiming what was lost. I pray that fate for you.

    Thanks for sharing and taking me back to my own spirit lost.
    | Posted on 2016-07-17 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ]
      "A place I had forgotten had a door much less a key" This line is undoubtedly my favorite from this well written piece. such a beautiful description of a moment most experience but cannot find the words to explain. Very well done.
    S.A.M.
    | Posted on 2016-07-06 00:00:00 | by S.A.M. | [ Reply to This ]


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