Winter Dove

by Kaitlin Kristina   Nov 15, 2005

A requiem, ode to long lost dream
Another truth, Small indecent scene.
I cling to you, you hold my hand,
Requisition of fated heart, demand.
Your requital, what I truly need,
Sealed with kiss, ring, and bended knee.
Commit to me, my precious love,
Pure, sleeping virgin dove.

Tainted, now all has become,
The dove awoke. Shine the sun.
Years upon years have come to this.
One more, last and parting kiss.
Torn apart on the dotted line,
Death of all once thought divine.

True love, flying way up high,
Shot dead, fell right from the sky,
The dove lie still, tear in eye,
Bend down, whisper last goodbye.

Pure and white as winter snow,
Every pair begins like this, we know.
Along the line someone shoots the shot,
Some birds will fall, while some will not,
But this one thing is forever true,
White bleeds red, which turns to blue.

Anger will always fade to sorrow,
A broken heart remains tomorrow.
The choice to rescind does not remain,
Once let loose, endure the rain.

A requiem, ode to long lost dream
Another truth, Small indecent scene,
If I cling to you, love, hold my hand,
Kiss me if it's my demand. Bring me close,
Don't let go. Intentions,
Pure as winter snow.

©Kaitlin Kristina


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  • 14 years ago

    by Poet

    I like tha way u rhyme in this 1 5/5

  • 14 years ago

    by Kane Burden

    Great rythm and rhyme in this poem! though the story itself told a great story, portrayed as a metaphor with the classic end ryhmes...

  • 14 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Exquisite poem, wonderfully done, a shpw of excellence!!!

  • 14 years ago

    by Ophelia

    Beautiful!!! i love it!


  • 14 years ago

    by Robert Gardiner

    Wonderfuly done!!!

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