This Poem was Submitted By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2015-07-24 18:27:25 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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   I ‘m but a soft exhale floating caught on furls of your fog You were my addiction, my drug fixing me to your soul With craving came the pouring out life’s flow dripping to ground Warm breath ‘comes cool vapor on mirror broken dust scatters beyond  Mortals wait His voice’s whisper  ©copyright 07/02/2015 Lora Silvey

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This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2015-08-02 10:13:02
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Imagery is stand-out - as always Lora - I'm reading this as religious content - as you end this poem with "Mortals wait His voice's whisper" - Your first verse is the draw in to the poem - I enjoyed this very much- Well done, Deni

This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2015-07-25 11:13:39
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Wow. So powerful and delicate at the same time. So many excellent lines and i esp love the mirror reference being that is how you tell if someone is still breathing. Exhale being the last breath. I can't say enough about this work. Brilliant
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