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Infinite Likeness MAG

September 1, 2012
By AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
17 articles 7 photos 131 comments

How strange it is
for words once familiar
to feel strange and taste bitter
on my tongue.

Had I known
it would come to this
I would have savored each syllable,
pausing and smiling
at every vowel,
inflecting so each sound
was sweeter.

What do we say
when words are lost?
Do we gather all
our treasured memories,
special images we've saved,
bundle them in our arms
and hold them closely
as if to say,
“Here I am” ?

What would the sea say,
would she thrash about
and swallow our possessions,
or would she gently come
at our feet, inviting us
to join in her silence,
in our infinite likeness.



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on Sep. 8 2013 at 4:22 pm
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
17 articles 7 photos 131 comments
Thanks again!!

on Sep. 8 2013 at 4:22 pm
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
17 articles 7 photos 131 comments
Wow thank you so much!! :)

Kiyoko GOLD said...
on Jun. 26 2013 at 3:12 am
Kiyoko GOLD, Knoxville, Tennessee
10 articles 0 photos 43 comments

Favorite Quote:
Independence is my happiness, I view things as they are without regard to place or person. My country is the world, and my religion is to do good. - Thomas Paine

This is really nicely written. You gave me feedback on one of my poems a while ago, and finally reading your work has been a pleasure. I enjoy some of your phrasing a great deal: "inflecting so each sound was sweeter" just sounds beautiful. The overall feel of the poem was really nice as well. You're a talented writer. 

on Feb. 23 2013 at 10:22 pm
bookwormishgirl PLATINUM, Merion, Pennsylvania
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Your writing... it's hard to understand at first, but I really like it. It's very interesting. I like the way you make me really want to hear more, to understand the whole situation.  

on Sep. 6 2012 at 5:32 pm
AlaskaFrost GOLD, Acushnet, Massachusetts
17 articles 7 photos 131 comments
edit: "How strange it is for words once familiar to feel foreign and taste bitter on my tongue."