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I miss who I used to be

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For Ink Empress's I Miss poetry contest...

“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi Upon my quest for quintessence. I was an amorist, positive in poetic philosophies. Elysian and empyrean effigies, enlightened in an ephemeral existence. Life a fragile garland festooned with a frangipani fragrance, meandered in meadows of melodies, a mouthpiece to a frivolous flute but gone are lucent lusory lullabies. I turned to the ballad of birds. Dulcet desires dreamed of diamond drops, dulcifluous, dulciloquent and diaphanous. Delusions led to an interpretation of illicit illusions. I became a metaphor for afflicted adjectives. Mimesis mind became brittle and barren, aphonic and amort - a crestfallen conscious. A wild wallflower in an orchard of opal orchids, slowly decomposing - in silent semblance clocks won't stop for sojourners of the soul.. I searched for footprints left behind, upon porcelain seraphic shores, but knavish kismet lay lamenting, disconsolate upon a distant island, manifesting murmurations of a maleficent maelstrom monsoon. My life was once a razzmatazz of reflections gold, ivory and bronze, but now silver sighs slither, releasing a soft susurrus, as once sapphire sylphlike skies are now vermillion and violet visions. Haematic horizons close the gates to heaven, yet in my ruins, I know there is fortune, as I polish my mirror of misfortune, hoping it glows in canorous colours.

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Jcb Brul

Date: 8/15/2024 9:30:00 PM

Here is another masterpiece from the King of finest alliterations! Your words inspire and teach. Every line captures an imagery that is beyond this world. Amazing!! Congratulations!

Malabika Ray Choudhury

Date: 8/8/2024 5:21:00 PM

Dear SO, My Friend, you have used a poignant quote which tells from the very beginning, this is going to be an outstanding read. Your use of Alliteration is just brilliant! And the theme of missing your past self, inspires readers to ponder about their past. Actually I am - how my personality has changed over the years! Congratulations on writing such a thought-provoking poem, which is definitely a winner. Best wishes ~ Mala

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 8/8/2024 11:34:00 AM

Congratulations on your win. WOW!!! Your golden pen was working overtime again. A dear friend gave me a small plate with these words written on it. "Life Is Fragile Handle With Prayer" Your line, "Life a fragile garland" made me think about it. Have a fun day............

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/8/2024 7:06:00 AM

Congratulations on your winning work. I am delighted to see it on the winners' list. Way to go..Sara K

Ink Empress

Date: 8/8/2024 4:10:00 AM

Dear silent one! Brilliant alliteration’ well you are the king of alliterations and theres so many lines in this really that left me in awe of how youv phrased! Its no mainstream , but very unique word weaving, that depicts how you miss who you used to be. I think many can resonate with this poetic gem! Truly love the way youv also written the ending which shows hope and acceptance amidst all that you miss and nostalgia engulfing your skies! You never fail to amaze me . And i felt this deeply. Your use of poetic techniques does enhance the emotions expressed! And if i have to quote lines i love i think there will be no end to it! A fave it is! Congratulations

Joe Maverick

Date: 8/7/2024 1:26:00 PM

I have some spiritual wd'40 if it helps SI.?? And it is good in case they get tangled..' The letters I mean.' Nothing worse than a scratched T...You see.?? Anyway where was I? OH yes.' I must turn left at haematic horizons..I think Oh I do hope I get out before sunset.!!

Vickie Hurtt - Thayer

Date: 8/4/2024 10:17:00 AM

I missed who I used to be as well. Great job!

Valsa George

Date: 7/30/2024 8:57:00 AM

Though you have lost your former self and your ebullient spirits, you are on a process of recovering what you have lost in the course of your journey. "yet in my ruins, I know there is fortune, as I polish my mirror of misfortune, hoping it glows in canorous colours". Happy that your poem doesn't end on a sad note. The alliterations you have employed and the range of vocabulary you have used are really fantastic. Wonderful work dear Silent One. All the Best!

Joe Maverick
Date: 8/7/2024 9:42:00 PM

Well as far as replies go..He is living up to his name.!! Lol))) And do cheer up Si..Its the best Way to get by.)

Paige Hind

Date: 7/29/2024 4:39:00 PM

I wish you well in your journey that follows. Very beautiful and sensitive, loved the alliteration, too...flowed very well

Tonye George

Date: 7/29/2024 7:42:00 AM

We would always miss who we were before. The vibe, the thoughts, the joy. Who wouldn't miss a space that was creative and peaceful? Warm and padded. I'm trying to live so much in my present that I become a better version of myself in future, so much that I do not miss my past self. To understand to whatever happens is a step to becoming who I truly am and another step to not becoming it. "A wild wallflower in an orchard of opal orchids, slowly decomposing - in silent semblance." We pick oursel-

Tonye George
Date: 7/29/2024 7:46:00 AM

ves up so we use the strength now that we have it. That, we would miss. The choices we never made, the risk we never took. The kiss or dance we didn't give. Or even the feelings of illusion we didn't confess to. What's the worst that could happen? You have written this with so much creativity and amazing style Silent. As always I'm in awe. And I do love how you've ended this. With good expectations and that's how life should be. After lamenting on who we were and what we miss, we should create a space for growth, for upliftment and good tidings. Only then will it come. "yet in my ruins, I know there is fortune, as I polish my mirror of misfortune, hoping it glows in canorous colours." What a great way to end this wonder of a piece.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/28/2024 3:17:00 PM

you went real deep and beautiful with this poe, S... and don't we miss the Innocence granted free by yesteryears?...very rumi in thought and content!

Maria Williams

Date: 7/28/2024 6:10:00 AM

Wow you've gone past spectacular in this brilliantly written poem of alliteration. Though Silver Sighs Slither, (I love that), your poetry will always be your Gold. No need to wish you luck, I see Winner written in lights already...Hugs

Eileen Manassian

Date: 7/27/2024 11:41:00 AM

Some new words here that need looking up. It's hard to carry an alliteration over more than one line, but you've done that well. I was going to write about missing the person I used to be. What a coincidence. I'm glad you're poem ended on a positive note. Good luck in the contest.