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Almost to the end
Before I ever saw the start,
Close to the heavens and yet I...
Didn't see any stars.
Each and every moment passed
Faster than falling sand,
Going under, grabbing onto...
His now distant, earthly hand.
I wish I would have realized
Just a while before death came
Knowing would have changed so much...
Leaving only me to blame.
Literature
On Breaking Apart Your Dreams For a Guy
Twelve months ago, we swapped rumors about
the hottest bad boys; counted the number of freckles Tanya,
the Queen Bee of Beverly High, didn't cover with her polka-dot skirt;
and discovered our favorite song on a blog we both wished
we owned. "What do you think we'll be doing this time next year?"
I asked over peanut butter cookies from a bag
and a commercial break between late night movies.
You giggled, pondering, and said, "Hanging out in our dorm room.
You'll be snuggled up to the flavor of the month--
a basketball player, no doubt, or a starving artist--
and I'll be green with jealousy, like always."
When Dirty Dancing came back o
Literature
a brief visit extended
California returns
painting
panting
portraits of love
etched in endless steps
and slanted streets
stretching sunburnt limbs
its languid strides
like solemn hymns
collapsed breathless
in the grass
'round
Grace Cathedral
it finds hope
secondhand
(but still potent)
its thrift shop moments
making
better use
of battered truths
than those intended
it makes belief
not makes believe
that nothing's ended
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MISSING TIME
A broken rhyme A riddle with no answer A melody without a rhythm A pliable truth An unanswerable end A God with no measure To seek out what cannot be found A reality too obvious to be true
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First off, I feel you've done an overall lovely job with the alphabet form in this - I didn't notice the pattern the first time I read through the piece, and I believe this means that you managed to both stick to the scheme and not make it seem unnatural at the same time. Personally I've never tried it, but I can imagine it to be quite challenging, so good job! <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/c/c…" width="20" height="20" alt="" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="60" title="Clap"/>
I really like the imagery in this, especially in the first stanza: "close to the heavens and yet I / didn't see any stars" is my favourite part of this poem. It gives off such a sense of hopelessness while at the same time conveying an 'almost there' feeling.
Now, I don't feel this needs a major overhaul or even anything remotely close to it, but there are some details which I personally feel could be changed to make it better. Feel free to use these suggestions as you see fit, please!
A personal pet peeve of mine is the use of the "..." within this. I don't appreciate it much in poetry and avoid using it myself, so this is entirely my personal standpoint, but I'd figure the use of hyphens would give the piece more tempo. Whenever three dots appear, I feel the poem suddenly stands still, since (to me) it gives off the impression that the narrator has run out of words to say.
In "his now unreachable, earthly hand" I feel the use of the word earthly is great, but there are synonyms of "unreachable" that would fit in much nicer beside it; I am particularly thinking of distant here, I just feel it would go better with the line: "his now distant, earthly hand".
That's all I have on this. Again, I love what you did with the form, it really turned out very nicely <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="" data-embed-type="emoticon" data-embed-id="391" title=" (Smile)"/>