Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

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Adrift the Mist

i remember most your eyes
the way they seemed to follow me
then left me in a sudden haste
to drown at the altar of nostalgia
alone in my bog of memories

you didn't mean to die but left me
adrift in the misty silences of
yesterday's waterlily remnants



AP: 1st place 2020, Honorable Mention 2026

Submitted on August 31, 2020 for contest SONG I - COLD - QUIET NOW sponsored by ROB CARMACK  -  RANKED 4TH

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Paula Goldsmith September 24, 2020 at 10:44 AM Congratulations on your win. I love your line, "alone in my bog of memories." In life all we have left are our memories. A wonderful write. Enjoy your day and win.......... Line Gauthier September 24, 2020 at 1:52 PM Thank you so much, Paula. Most appreciated ~

Eve Roper September 23, 2020 at 9:35 PM sad verse, Line, well done. congratulations on your win.

Sigrid Ermine September 23, 2020 at 6:26 PM Congratulations on your Win, Line.!! A lovely succinct Win. Very valuable words 'altar of nostalgia' sound beautiful. Line Gauthier September 23, 2020 at 9:27 PM Thank you very much, Sigrid. Most appreciated.

Rob Carmack September 23, 2020 at 5:33 PM The waterlily - the pupil and iris for just behind them - the memories of which his eyes are the most. Not sure if this was your intention, but it is where your poem took me. Congrats. Line Gauthier September 23, 2020 at 9:29 PM Thank, Rob. Much appreciated.