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Before Departing (Free verse) by italenrico Quiet exhalations, incoherent murmurs
slowly pulsing vein in your temple,
pre-dawn light casting beautiful shadows
across the room, across your body.
Replacing the blankets you kicked away
in some fevered sleep long gone;
tucking you in like the child I'll never have
tender caress across your stubbled cheek.
Birdcalls from outside, and you stir;
leaning down, pressing a kiss gently
to your unlined forehead; closing
the door behind me as I leave.
Up the ladder:
Singing
Down the ladder:
Old Lady and The Sea
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Posted: April 30, 2006 1:21 AM PDT; Last modified: April 30, 2006 1:21 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.1490035 Overall Rank: 5257 Comments:
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30-Apr-06/3:17 AM
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I like this. It creates an almost-complete portrait yet left me wondering whether you'd return or not. That uncertainty works perfectly in here to conjure up both an image of happiness and tragedy. I'm inclined to go with the latter mainly due to 'the child I'll never have'. That line, to me, is the most important in the poem. I have to admit that I didn't like 'tucking you in'; it felt a little un-arty in comparison with the rest, and is a very cliched phrase. That is the only thing I'd change though.
Good. A sentiment well expressed. But how do you know the fevered sleep is far gone?
i found this quite a sentimental piece and must admit i rather liked the "tucking you in like a child" line as this portrays the innocence that love can be. great descriptive work
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