Sparrows And Whispers

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1`Racheal

2`Fire lilies

3` Lush.Fcuk-*

4`Run out of words

The Whispers In the Wind, please.

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Lush.Fcuk *

you have The Whispers In The Wind

anymore takers?

I'll be doing this, yes, but I'm not sure which I want. Give me time to decide. XD

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

Okay.

I reserved you in both so whatever one you want you have it and don't have to worry about liosing your spot in this contest.

Awe! Thank you!
I'll try to come up with something soon.. I'm a bit busy this weekend, studying for finals, but I'll try!

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

It's okay. I know how hard it is to do something and still try to study for the finals. The finals are MORE important then a little contest. Deadline isn't until June 1-5th. So you have enough time if your finals are done with by then.

Could I do the Whispers in the wind?....I'll post it today hopefully...as soon as I finish my exam review

Well I wrote something...but then I realized you wrote it should be a sad poem...AND...um...:( Well this poem is pretty sad...it's about a love relationship...but its about a sad relationship...so does that qualify? I'll post it anyway so you can tellme but um...tell me if it doesnt...I'll change it and rewrite something else then...thx
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The Whispers In the Wind- By: Run Out Of Words
It’s been weeks now darling,
What happened to us?
Because now I’m really starting,
I’m starting to lose trust.

You said that you were busy,
And that you wouldn’t be able to talk that much.
But that doesn’t mean you can ignore me,
And completely stay out of touch.

It’s been weeks since I last heard,
Heard a word from you.
This silence is getting cold,
And I don’t know if I’ll make it through.

So many words unspoken,
So many thoughts untold.
So many nights alone and broken,
This routine is getting old.

No one bothered to inform me,
You didn’t even care.
“Have you lost interest?” I stopped to breathe,
But I realized that no air was there.

The wind was chill,
And the night was cold.
All the air was still,
With the things untold.

Things you thought,
But never said.
You kept it in,
Indeed you messed with my head.

But now I know,
I know where we sinned.
You didn’t have to even let you feelings show.
Because I heard it…
I heard it from the whispers in the wind.

All right, I choose mine. =]
Thanks for reserving me in both.
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The Whispers in the Wind

The keyboard's clacking away, but it's so loud I can no longer hear your voice above the sound.
The wind's blowing hard; I've forgotten what I was meant to say, though it'll be much harder once it's found.

I'm locked at the window, my face is a blur; I'm screaming at the world, yet the wind's so loud that no one cares to hear --
My heart is pounding like the drugs in your veins and my pupils are getting smaller, like those full of fear.

The purple sunset that's really your eyes, stare back at me with drowning look; you're in there by yourself, there's nothing I can do.
I'd love to save you, but the whispers in the wind state that you're too far gone and that your bad habits will stick to you like glue.

I'm pounding at the door, trying to capture the moment with far more than hope, but you've locked the door;
I promise, if you only save yourself, I'll give the wings to fly against the whispers, just hold so you can soar.

I'm locked at the window, my face is a blur; I'm screaming at the world, yet the wind's so loud that there's nothing anyone else can do;
My heart is pounding like the drugs in your veins, your very precious to me; I'm the only one that can help you, but the whispers tell me not to save you.

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

All updated.

The Whispers in the Wind

One more place in

The Whispers In The Wind

And four more in

The Little Sparrows.

"The whispers in the wind are breaking me down,"
She whispers to a solemn tree with aging bark,
"The Whispers in the wind are breaking me down."

And she stands alone in a cold winter's evening park,
"Do you know how it feels to be left alone for ten years?"
She whispers to a solemn tree with aging bark.

And she traces her wrinkles, smearing from crocodile tears,
As she stands with a crumpled up old love letter in her hand -
"Do you know how it feels to be left alone for ten years?"

She repeats, etching the "I love you" on her wedding band,
And she looks to their names engraved in a dying tree,
As she stands with a crumpled up old love letter in her hand.

"I just wish there was some way to bring him back to me,"
She whispers as she traces where their lips used to meet,
And she looks to their names engraved in a dying tree.

Looking to the stars, she clutches her rustic heartbeat,
"The whispers in the wind are breaking me down,"
She whispers as she traces where their lips used to meet,
"The whispers in the wind are breaking me down."

-Jenna Elphick
May 28, 2007

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The Terzanelle is a poetry type which is a combination of the villanelle and the terza rima forms. It is a 19-line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets/tercets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the first triplet appear as refrains. The middle line of each triplet is repeated, reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the center line of the next-to-the-last stanza which appears in the quatrain.

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"The Little Sparrows" please

The Little Sparrows

Swooping through the air
as they fight the crows.
That circling in the sky above.
Filling the autumn air with
their dreadful shrieking cries.

You can see the sparrows
flying as fast as arrows.
While you come slowly closer
to see what the fuss is about.
Knowing that something maybe dead.

You hear the calls of the sparrows
and the shrieking screams of the crows.
But when you look down at nearby ground
you see the body of a young child and
forgetting the birds you fall to your knees.

Wanting to scream you cover your mouth.
A single tier falls down your face to the ground
and beginning to fill like your going to be sick.
Pulling out your cell phone you call the police
before you pull yourself into a ball and cry.

No more than maybe six.
Her life cut very short
by the cruelty of a man
later found shoot and dead.
Having ended his own life.

The sparrows and crows
lead you to that little girl
that now haunts your dreams.
You wish that you could have
just minded your own business.

The little sparrows and crows call in your dreams.
Forever a reminder of what you had seen that day.
Now the sparrows site in the branches of dead trees
near the grave of that little girl, now forgotten by most.
But forever remembered by you, every day of your life.

FIRST PLACE:: 4 comments&votes

RACHEAL - you have 4 comments&votes

-Being Human
-The Autopsy
-A Man So Different
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THIRD PLACE:: 2 comments&votes

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FOURTH PLACE:: 1 comments&votes

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