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    dots Submission Name: Amazing Gracedots

    Author: Darc Archadya
    ASL Info:    21/F/South Dakota
    Elite Ratio:    5.92 - 184/128/15
    Words: 128
    Class/Type: Prose/Passion
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       "Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
    that saved a wretch like me!
    I once was lost but now am found,
    was blind but now I see.

    'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
    and grace my fears relieved;
    how precious did that grace appear
    the hour I first believed!

    The Lord has promised good to me,
    his word my hope secures;
    he will my shield and portion be
    as long as life endures.

    Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
    I have already come;
    'tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
    and grace will lead me home.

    Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
    And mortal life shall cease,
    I shall possess, within the veil,
    A life of joy and peace.

    The world shall soon dissolve like snow,
    The sun refuse to shine;
    But God, who called me here below,
    Shall be forever mine.

    When we've been there ten thousand years,
    bright shining as the sun,
    we've no less days to sing God's praise
    than when we'd first begun. "

    Words: John Newton, 1779 (stanzas 1-6);
    stanza 7 by John Rees (nineteenth century)

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    dotsAmazing Gracedots

    Her eyes shoot down
    staring at the stage
    sprawled out before her
    once seeming so small
    now seems overwhelming
    as soon as the lights
    turn on her.

    Her heart pounds;
    her hands shake;
    and all that she has worked
    so hard for is


    Vanished from her mind.

    She closes her eyes
    and takes a deep breath,
    all the while fighting back the tears
    burning behind her eyelids.
    Just as the tears are about to fall,
    the familiar piano melody
    floats gently through the still air.

    Her heart leaps
    and she remembers everything.
    She looks up
    into the sea of faces
    and opens her mouth to sing.
    A confident smile graces her face
    as the well-known lyrics
    hovers serenely above her audience.

    Submitted on 2006-02-12 01:52:38     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Ya.. i guess i agree it really is a good poem.. if you can feel it, but personaly i've been so close to God and now i find im fading like a blood stain away from him... but if i was still close i'd probubly love this poem...
    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Breed of Wind | [ Reply to This ]
      I'm glad that you still post. After reading this poem I wished that you would have emphasized the emotion present in the second stanza. The feelings of fear of forgetting the lyrics in that stanza doesn't give the ending credit. I think that if you played it out a little more it would make the relief felt in the last stanza even more present. I think you could have weaved more emotion into this one. But other than that, it was a good poem. I liked how you put in the lyrics to "Amazing Grace" in the description. That in itself lent to more emotion in the poem.

    Sweet Poem

    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Ravenwood | [ Reply to This ]
      This was very, very nice. Nonsensical enough?

    I am in awe at how you connected the description to the prose, although more than one conclusion passes my mind. It's amazing how passion for the slightest things can change so much in us.

    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by DeepDreamer2008 | [ Reply to This ]
      I like this. It reminds me of those times in year six when I had to do some stupid assembly, (becasuse the teachers were too lazy to do it themselves) and how nurvous I felt.

    I like the way you emphersise the despair she must feel by having 'gone' in a paragraph of it's own.

    | Posted on 2006-02-12 00:00:00 | by Seele | [ Reply to This ]

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