Kylie Mae

Rookie - 6 Points (Canada)

Gone - Poem by Kylie Mae

Watching as the wax slowly dries,
sealing her thoughts away.
The night sky seem to cry along with her.
Letter upon letter,
the words don't come out right.
Her tears slowly spill across her cheeks,
on to yet another piece of crumpled paper.
Salt water smears her clumsy scrawl.
Black like her makeup,
that's laced in her tears.
Staining her eyes grey.
She can't come to grasp the fragile truth.
He's gone.


Comments about Gone by Kylie Mae

  • Rookie - 361 Points Shania K. Younce (3/16/2014 7:57:00 PM)

    A very fine poem. Bien! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 7,892 Points Khairul Ahsan (12/29/2013 10:48:00 PM)

    'She can't come to grasp the fragile truth.
    He's gone.'
    A brilliant poetic expression of deep feelings. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 55 Points John Brown (12/29/2013 12:12:00 PM)

    'Salt water smears her clumsy scrawl' What a great line. Good poem, but very sad. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 30, 2013


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