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The Wishing Well

whispering handswhispering hands Under your skin Posts: 13,527
edited December 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I gazed into a wishing well,
Of what would copper pennies tell?
Of raging fears,
Or silent tears,
All having once been dropped down here.

My mind it wandered to thoughts of love,
What would nickels tell tales of...
Of love so true,
Or hearts so blue,
Maybe someone they once knew.

Too sad and so I looked away,
And asked of what the dimes would say.
Of stunning fame,
Or staying the same,
Maybe one who was too ashamed.

I closed my eyes as my knees grew weak,
At the thought of how the quarters wopuld speak.
Of mended seams,
Or broken dreams,
All too real to me it seems.

Wishing wells be centuries old.
Never ask what they've been told


Tree Tomsen@2001
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Comments

  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    firstly I should say that I hardly EVER like poetry that rhymes. It's incredibly hard to do well and generally comes across as either laboured or cheesy unless the writer is william wordsworth etc. this is neither. its very good :)
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • JamalJamal Posts: 2,115
    I really enjoyed reading this
    Especially the climactic effect of the copper, dimes, nickels, etc.

    may we please read more? :D
    Surf little waves big... Charge big waves hard

    - Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
  • CorporateWhoreCorporateWhore Posts: 1,890
    That was awesome.

    I get a lot of comfort from the image of the wishing well.
    All I know is that to see, and not to speak, would be the great betrayal.
    -Enoch Powell
  • jamjamjamjam Posts: 491
    I really like this one too
    it seems almost magical and comforting
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