''Poetic Dances''
From my very beginnings I have been,
Like no other- I have lived in a dream;
The joy in life sadly I have not seen,
Yet my soul is like a cool forest stream.
My writing are fragments- I have taken,
From a broken heart that weeps a poem;
For each sad sorrow, each I awaken,
My life is writing- poetry my home.
As a grown woman I am a cool dawn,
But there is thunder in my soul- a storm;
And with my bleeding pen the words are drawn,
Each new line will take on its own sweet form.
My nights are dreams and my days are trances,
And I spin and weave poetic dances.
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August 19, 2016
Poetry/Sonnet/"Poetic Dances"
Copyright Protected, ID 16-819-491-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Mid July 2018 Premiere Contest
Sponsor, Brian Strand
Fourth Place
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Entered in the contest,
Sonnet (2016)
First Place
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