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Plagued by the memories of insoluble illusions
that hang on the tapestry of yesterday
where mythological masks were worn
in another time, another place
and are relived in pictures
hanging on my mind's wall of sadness and loss
when dreams of moonlight madness
remind of love's longing
the remembrance of faces and places
stay in tortured realms, trapped in my soul
heartfelt reminders of crumbling bouquets
that turned yellow in their slow decay
of unrecognized existence, dissolving away from reality
that nothing lasts but memories
that come in the stillness like a rush of wind
before a storm brings a darker shade
of thoughts that echo through time
leading me to pause and remember
the emotional upheaval of lament

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Date: 4/25/2025 12:59:00 PM
Frederic, dear friend, dear poet, I was struck by the potent, melancholy tone of your poem reinforced with imagery like "pictures hanging on my mind's wall of sadness and loss" and "nothing lasts but memories that come in the stillness like a rush of wind" - I know that feeling! You captured it with poetic finesse. "The emotional upheaval of lament" is a striking finale to a deep and soulful piece. Congratulations for your success in Ink's contest. Warmest wishes my inspiring friend.. ~Susan
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Date: 4/25/2025 1:33:00 AM
Dear Frederick, This poem really did hit my soul in such an eloquent manner for the way youv expresser and how your words just flow here and your use or wordplay and so many lines in this really stood out for me! Especially love the lines "where mythological masks were worn in another time, another place and are relived in pictures" soulfully moving and "stay in tortured realms, trapped in my soul heartfelt reminders of crumbling bouquets that turned yellow in their slow decay" felt that! An exquisite and heartfelt poem that really did make me feel so much! Congratulations on your placement in my contest! Thank you for sharing . Fave it is
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