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she could count them all on her one hand every reason that she could think of one, two, three, four, five reasons to try to stay alive all on one hand but day after day she'd fold a finger and then say: "One more is gone... Can I go on in this way? Maybe one more day." then there were two she tried to be brave maybe she could save one life for two then down to one unraveling fast ~~~~~~~~~~ and then one day there was none one slash then two and she saw red tilting back her head she sang the songs Ophelia led as she bled waiting to be dead January 2, 2015 Contest: Anacreontic Verse 2 Sponsor: Edward Ebbs

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Nette Onclaud

Date: 1/20/2016 12:08:00 PM

bittersweet, dear eileen... sending my big cheers on your win!..huggs

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 1/20/2016 5:12:00 AM

Sadly beautiful my dear Eileen.. congrats on big win!

Jan Allison

Date: 1/19/2016 5:41:00 PM

Dropping back with my congrats Eileen:-) hope you are feeling better now:-)hugs Jan xx

Paul Callus

Date: 1/19/2016 9:51:00 AM

It's a pleasure to be back reading this sad yet beautiful poem, Eileen. In my eyes, a very worthy winner! Hugs // paul

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/19/2016 9:18:00 AM

For me the depth of this piece is extraordinary, I'm glad it's on the list so that more people will read it

Edward Ebbs

Date: 1/18/2016 11:04:00 PM

Congrats Eileen, thank you for entering :)

Caycay Jennings

Date: 1/4/2016 1:57:00 PM

Oh, gosh that is dark and sad, but I can relate and so will many others. You said it, a component of it, very well with words perfectly suited to that frame of mind ... oh, oh ... CayCay

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2016 2:15:00 PM

Thanks, dear....That frame of mind comes to me now and again...It's not easy to cope, but....hope comes in the morning....Happy Pill Time! ;) Hugs

Caycay Jennings

Date: 1/4/2016 1:55:00 PM

Further down your list I suggest one write would be perfect for this contest, now I see you don't need an entry. Someday I'll conquer the think before 'speaking' philosophy that would well suit me! CayCay (now I'll read the poem)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2016 2:14:00 PM

I cannot conquer it...You are in good company. :) Thanks for your lovely visit, my dear....Bless you.

Paul Callus

Date: 1/3/2016 11:48:00 AM

Suicide is a release from pain and helplessness, when no way out is visible. A hard step to take, unfortunately taken after cries for help have been exhausted. Poetically you have tackled the subject with able pen, especially the reference to Ophelia. ~ Hugs // paul

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/4/2016 2:13:00 PM

Sometimes....it absolutely shocks me how cries for help go unnoticed, Paul. At times people think it's all just drama...a gimmick. :( Then....the time comes when it's too late. Thanks for your visit to my sad write. Blessings.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/3/2016 7:27:00 AM

This is a sad beautifully expressed piece. Disturbingly artistic. The reality of suicide is not nearly as poetic, as it destroys the people left behind. For me I fear the romanticism of suicide. For some it might make it seem more appealing, especially if they are currently in a dark place and they feel Suicide is their best way to escape the pain.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/3/2016 7:36:00 AM

You are so right, Richard. Sometimes it is only faith...or family...or fear....that keeps one from taking this option. Thank you for understanding. You are such wise with spiritual wisdom, Rick. I'm glad to have you in my life.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/2/2016 7:22:00 PM

wow, I LOVE this. The whole "idea" of how you set it up. One of the best I have seen tonight, Eileen. Toward the end when you say, Ophelia lead as she bled" if you are rhyming lead with bled, I think it's Led.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/3/2016 7:36:00 AM

Your praise means a great deal to me, Andrea. Thanks for saving my neck with that correction. I really appreciate it. I'm post on your poem since you don't read these. ;)

Jan Allison

Date: 1/2/2016 10:59:00 AM

Oh gosh we are both on a deep dark sad theme Eileen - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/2/2016 11:51:00 AM

Thanks, sweetie. Been cooped up in my room all day. Stick as a dog. I'll be better. Thanks for reading Songs of Of Ophelia...I take the days as they come. Hugs.....friends like you are a blessing.

Jan Allison
Date: 1/2/2016 11:41:00 AM

Oh Eileen hope things improve for you and your life brightens and you feel better soon - the dull winter days don't help!:-( hugs Jan xx

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/2/2016 11:07:00 AM

http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/songs_of_ophelia_496593

Eileen Manassian
Date: 1/2/2016 11:06:00 AM

Deep dark and sad is right up my lane, Jan. I have another write called Songs of Ophelia....Posted it some time back. This is how I feel at present. I'm sick....physically and emotionally...so, it seemed about right for this theme. Thanks for the visit, Hon....