If Only She Saw What I Saw

before time invented beauty,
  she lay,
      stunning and exquisite-
words came like the zephyr wind
and the breeze filled her soul with
brilliant ballades
her quill filled her parchment as
           the essence of her pain became
     a beacon for twilit shadows;
she held innocence that 
                 could not be written-
verses upon verses could only be sung
   by divinity,
rhymes and poetics could only be written
                        from grief and loss

now i see her lay there,
glasses swooping down her nose;
                    messy hair 
                    manic eyes,
as she writes intensely from a depth so
deep even the gods can't comprehend

for she is still STUNNING and EXQUISITE to me...
   longing to be free,
                       from death’s debris


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written: 1.13.20
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Roper Avatar
January 16, 2020 at 11:05 PM
Beautiful verse, Laura, congratulations your win. Eve
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January 15, 2020 at 5:22 PM
Hi LuLoo, Congratulations on your winning placement. I like the way the poem moves through time seamlessly.
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January 13, 2020 at 11:16 PM
Your pen is divine and entrancing words are freely flowing.. Good one..
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