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Posted by MistakenMagic on October 13, 2008 - 19:20
from the ABC set Dear Romeo - The Love Poems

I was a moth with pale wings
patterned with coffee rings,
thinking that one flutter
could make your heart
skip a beat.
More fool me, that your flame
did not flicker,
did not change for me
and I remained infatuated.
I was that doomed angel
who flew too close to your sun.
My charred feathers fell
like blackened snow
and you handed back my
barbequed heart
presented to me in a bread bun.

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Nathan Bednarek | October 14, 2008 - 11:21

‘thinking that one flutter
could make your heart
skip a beat.’

These lines are so perfect and captivating Magic. The poem as a whole is just wonderful. Again, I always enjoy your love poems. Well done.

Nathan.

jennifer | October 14, 2008 - 13:51

Love the imagery of 'charred feathers' and 'barbecue heart'

Painful!

Silver Spun Sand | October 14, 2008 - 15:53

Some wonderful imagery here, as has been said, Magic.

"My charred feathers fell
like blackened snow ..."

These lines are particularly effective.

Again, a highly original piece, with the distinctive 'Magic' hallmark:-)

Tina x

MistakenMagic | October 14, 2008 - 17:35

Thank you for all your feed back everyone :) It always means a lot to me!