Gedesoned sentences cover my floor
They are the forgotten
The fallen
The heroes of war
They are the frozen leaves
The decaying disease
They are often overlooked...
Frozen In time
Forged like steel in rhyme
Where embers once burned
They are soot
Battalions of syllables
Forgotten miracles
How they crunch underfoot...
Now reanimated
In future time
They are the monster
Of Dr. Frankenstein
Stitched up at the seams
From part memory
Part dream
A simple tribute
To what might have been....
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Author:
Syd (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Stiched together like Frankenstein from forgotten pieces of poems in my notebook.
- Category: Sad
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I think we all have those words showing 'what might have been'.
Indeed we do Goldfinch, not just in poems either. It's important to be content with what you have I think.
- Syd
Woww such awesome muse, brilliant word choice and your muse gathered well, from forgotten pages it seems. This is one of your most creative masterpieces I must say. It really leaves my poetic heart in awe. Kudos.
Pleez do add your thoughts/comment/review under my newest poem too. Always nice to say hi to all here via comments.
Thank you so much for your very kind comment S. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem. Always a pleasure to read your feedback.
Take care - Syd
Woww such awesome muse, brilliant word choice and your muse gathered well, from forgotten pages it seems. This is one of your most creative masterpieces I must say. It really leaves my poetic heart in awe. Kudos.
Pleez do add your thoughts/comment/review under my newest poem too. Always nice to say hi to all here via comments.
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