Frederic Parker Poet Couplet

Crumpled Paper

A longing ghost enticed my mind
And brushed a painting for me to find

Of your face that haunts me so
And there it dwells while fading slow

Among the ruins where shadows play
Are illusions that try to stay

They cross the bridge from painful times
And echo sounds from broken rhymes

While leaving poems to be found
Along a road of ancient ground

With hopes they're opened by a hand
Before they sink in shifting sand

12/31/16
contest Form C (couplet )

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Arlene Smith January 13, 2017 at 12:34 PM Your river flows without a ripple my friend... Always a fan.. Arlene

Afzal Nusker January 9, 2017 at 6:57 AM Amazing poem, Fred. Congratulations!

Andrea Dietrich January 4, 2017 at 7:58 AM Love the way you did this challenge. Couplets are probably one of the most popular of all the forms and I like that you did not use too many. This is the perfect amount of them for what you wanted to say and the title is very fitting.

Connie Marcum Wong January 2, 2017 at 12:32 AM Your poetic words seem to roll off your tongue as sweet as honey Freddie. Your talent shines so brightly in this beautiful romantic, longing piece! It is going right into my faves! Have a wonderful new year!; ) 7

Eileen Manassian January 1, 2017 at 5:44 PM Awwwwwwww...an echo that sounds from broken rhymes will always be heard, Frederic. A touching piece...as is all you write. Frederic Parker January 1, 2017 at 7:30 PM if not heard at least found... to be read my dear poet