Rejuvenation

by Drew Gold   Dec 8, 2005


The hollow flame of christmas
is but a memory
suspended in the wind;
unanimated and sore.

a discordant lullaby
self-seething
and unsettling to the touch.

resonating within
the emptiness
a frost-bitten chill
no amount of soothing
could thaw.

and in all my selfishness,
not once did i wonder
if maybe it wasn't
meant to be felt
like it was - and did
that very first time.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    This is an incredible write Drew, flowed really nicely, magnificent write, must say, and thanks for the comment.

  • 18 years ago

    by Wasted Fake Smiles

    Wow...this was really good...theres nuthin 2 say but wunderful work...nuthin rong with this poem....keep up the gr8 work....5/5 4 sure!!

    ~*Who Cares?*~

  • 18 years ago

    by Pilar

    I loved it, i like ur style very much is so unique u've got ur own way of expressing feelings and putting them into words, i just think it's awsome lol i didn't understand a few words cuz i learned english at school ^^

    adioS!

    pili

  • 18 years ago

    by Lenny

    Wow I like it, the flow is good, it expresses many points and is a nice read. I love how the stanzas link so well. Awesome message about christmas and not realising the actual point is celebrating christs coming to be. And the ending and the word selfishness just lock together so well. Great job.

  • 18 years ago

    by Samantha

    Wow i like your choice of words... this poem is extremly well written... in my opionion the best thing about this poem is how well it flows... at first glance it looks confusing but after i read it i had to read it again and again thats how beautiful it was... nice work...

    sammie

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