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a single silver note prolongs
   a breath withheld
   the slightest of shivers
and a fragment of a shipwrecked night
                                                              hangs
parallel to our own

do you remember how the wind smelled cold
   and clean and free or
do you only remember what i
screamed to your back as you ran
   away




EDIT: I tried to get it so you could see the format that I wanted, and this was the closest I could get. Sorry it looks so ... peculiar ...
"A poet in love is best encouraged in both capacities or neither." ~ Jane Austen, Emma.




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I love the language, and the format just complimented that =] Usually I hate it when poet's take a creative format, but I actually enjoyed this. you handled it well without being...annoying or cute, i suppose. or confusing. The poem was beautiful, too, so without the format it would still be very nice. Good job.
Carpe Diem.



I was flummoxed by fractious Franny's decision to abrogate analgesics for the moribund victims of the recent conflagration. Of course, to display histrionics was discretionary, but I did so anyways, implicating a friend in my drama to make the effect cumulative. I think a misanthrope would have a prosaic appellation, perhaps one related to autonomy and the rejection of anthropocentrism. I think they wouldn't think much of the prominence of watching the coagulation of tea to prognosticate future malevolent events, not even if those events were related to jurisprudence.
— Spearmint