primrose mandizvidza


Windswept In Venetia - Poem by primrose mandizvidza

My heart filled with joy and pleasure as l rode the gondola
Looking down the crystal sparkling water,
I saw images of buildings,
That carvers took centuries to design
They spoke of a connection from a more ancient time
Houses that were homes to people that loved their culture
They seemed to bend and twist,
My hair flying with the wind,
Added mystery to my already excited mind,
As images of what lay beyond the twisting and turning filled my imagination
Nothing felt simpler as l lost myself in this city
Bricks peeling off,
I saw the passage of time come alive
Something deep inside me stirred
As l yearned to connect with this ancient city
My heart beat faster
This is what l had been waiting for all my life
As l disembarked into the Grand Canal
My heart felt at peace.

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Comments about Windswept In Venetia by primrose mandizvidza

  • Rookie - 51 Points Naseer Ahmed Nasir (2/10/2009 12:34:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem, Primrose, like your name. You saw a city drowned in the river. Rivers and civilizations flow together. I really enjoyed your poem. It's not like other teenagers. It is deep and mature, more than your age in fact.......10/10.
    Best Wishes.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 27, 2008



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