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April- 24-2025
Plagued by Memories Poetry Contest
Sponsor- Ink Empress
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The night stood, veiled like a nun. Wherever she looked, She saw a hooded assassin, staring at her with eyes like fireballs. Leaving aside the unfinished works, she curled into bed, tired. Thoughts once dead, of that fearful night like spirits, from another world came to haunt her once again. They threatened to lacerate her, in the stillness of the night. Gagged by those ferocious demons, of fear, she choked for breath. Chained and handcuffed, she couldn’t move. Should she drink to the lees, the dregs of the bitter potion once again? She couldn’t wink an eye. Like serpents u n c o i l i n g, fears came. If she slept, they would strike. So, she kept staring, into the awful darkness, wide eyed!

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Date: 4/28/2025 10:41:00 AM
Wow. A true haunting of a plague. Very nicely expressed. Congrats for a well deserved win
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Date: 4/27/2025 12:00:00 PM
Your "Plagued by Memories" is a creative write/story. I enjoyed reading it. "Good Luck" Have a blessed/wonderful spring day.........
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Date: 4/26/2025 1:01:00 PM
Certainly wouldn’t want to experience that nightmare! Wow!
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Date: 4/25/2025 1:20:00 PM
Dearest Valsa, with your grand poetic artistry you have created a stunning, haunting portrait of one afraid to sleep, of one who "kept staring, into the awful darkness, wide eyed!" How awful to to be plagued by such memories as to suffer like this with fears uncoiling like serpents! Your dark poem is expressive and impressive, I loved the rich, striking imagery of unrelenting angst. Congratulations for your success in Ink's contest! Your golden pen shines, my dear friend. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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Date: 4/25/2025 10:36:00 AM
A poem with exquisite metaphors and imagery.
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Date: 4/25/2025 10:04:00 AM
What a situation to be in Valsa. I would have the coffee pot by my side and stay awake until exhausted. Loved how you wrote this piece. Loved your theme...Hugs...
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Date: 4/25/2025 1:09:00 AM
A haunting poem that deserve a high placement. Great metaphors and imagery. Well done.
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Date: 4/25/2025 1:02:00 AM
Dear Valsa, This is so evocative and soulfully moving, i love your wordplay and also the opening line won me over! How you've used personification and written something so unique that stands out is impressive and the rest just flows and your arrangement of lines is stunning too: i love especially how youv gone for a theme that is so very haunting but chose to keep it very metaphorical and poetic, oh how one was attacked against their will and is now left with such memories that steal also their sleep etc. the emotional depth of your word weaving and the flow of your lines truly left me in awe! Youv delivered a very powerful poem, that fits the prompt theme very well, thank you! Congratulations on your top win. Sending you light always. FAV it is
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Date: 4/25/2025 8:10:00 PM
Dear sweet friend, thank you so much for these wonderful words of encouragement. I am flabbergasted! Also for placing my poem high. I was copying your lay out. Glad I could be one among the top winners!
Date: 4/24/2025 5:27:00 AM
Unfortunately, sometimes one has to face evil head-on, never turning one's back. I have confronted many a demon...Christ armor for me is my go to -- I am a vessel, a beacon, but not the Light needed. All things are possible only with God.
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Date: 4/23/2025 11:13:00 PM
waw, strong sharing, in french we call that "cauchemar" ( nightmare), this is beautifully written about anguishes in night i guess, enjoyed your poetry
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