SOAKED

SOAKED

A Poem by christine zapanta andes
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in the darkest night
of the deepest 
tick of the blinded clock,
where crushed whispers
of the wind
touched each nakedness
of a thousand memory
I recalled.

And smiled in a mile
of agony's laughter,
I stopped,
to create a rhythm of 
falling rain,
to mend a broken joke,
to letter the last hope,
to end,

an endless thought.



© 2016 christine zapanta andes



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Honest and direct words my friend.
"And smiled in a mile
of agony's laughter,
I stopped,
to create a rhythm of
falling rain,"
I liked the above lines. Sometimes old thoughts sneak-up on us. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

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I enjoyed it.finding the silver lining

Posted 7 Months Ago


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Liz
Love this! Our thoughts are truly never-ending, which is sometimes weird to think about; we can never turn them off. It always seems to be in the blackened darkness that we recall the "thousand memories" we wish we could forget, and why is it they must laugh at us? Love the metaphors you have in here as well.

Posted 9 Months Ago


christine zapanta andes

9 Months Ago

thanks for the review Liz.
The hands of time feeling around loaded with everything
Bearing down all we want and all we don't recall
Good poem well done

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christine zapanta andes

1 Year Ago

thank you for the review.
Amazing. Makes you really stop and wonder. :D

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christine zapanta andes

1 Year Ago

thank you for the review my friend
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Honest and direct words my friend.
"And smiled in a mile
of agony's laughter,
I stopped,
to create a rhythm of
falling rain,"
I liked the above lines. Sometimes old thoughts sneak-up on us. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Love the entire piece but the second stanza is my favorite...the rhythm and wording is great!

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christine zapanta andes

1 Year Ago

thank you for the review

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