White Swan

July 23, 2011
Dear

Grandson
I lie in the wake of sleep, and dwell on the tainted lines of sadness.
I am gone my dear..
from the world
And from the sea that holds me still…
I send this envelope to remind you as the fears we face as mortals
And the atrocities of mankind,
To know to look



for the light in their eyes..
Knowing all hope was not yet lost.
Here I lay…consumed by wrinkled feathers
soon to be swimming down the holy water

as light as Tarnished paper..
And yet I say the few last words



so I may go in flower buds
Because my beloved…
The only thing that will save you now..
Is your






White




Swan





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Thorn said...
Aug. 16, 2011 at 9:44 am

Wow, is pretty much the only way I can describe this.

 

One thing, try to stay consistent with punctuation and capitalization.

 

I really loved your word choice and the way it was all broken up. It really worked with the whole idea of the poem, and it really helped to make the point. Keep up the good work. :)

 
Panirap replied...
Aug. 16, 2011 at 4:35 pm
Thanks! Ill try to keep my grammer skills in check next time :)
 
Like-a-Skyscraper said...
Aug. 16, 2011 at 9:25 am
Oh my God, this is so beautiful!!!! >.< can I have a tissue? lol jp but wow, the way you worded this is incredible!!! I cant take it! hehe how amazing...
 
Snake_Tongue said...
Aug. 16, 2011 at 9:11 am
Woah! This is amazing! It is so deep and emotional :)
 
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