Breezes run all through her tresses
Like caresses from his fingers.
While upon her mind he presses,
Breezes run all through her tresses.
Here she feels his warm caresses-
Not the zepher chill that lingers.
Breezes run all through her tresses
Like caresses from his fingers.
Author notes
I liked the picture for this contest.
When I've had opportunity to do so, I used to go off to places like the girl in this picture, and just let my imagination wander. This poem is actually one of those imaginations come to life.
Written September 5th, 2005
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A contest entry
- What do you feel by piccola.
500 points, ended September 6, 2005, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is awesome, your poem fits the picture perfect. I hope you get the opportunity to have more adventures. Like the girl in the picture
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Well, I hope maryjon adores it as much as you do! LOL Yeah, there's something wonderfully haunting and enchanting about repetition. The triolet form is a nice form for that. However, I'm exploring some other forms, and I found an even more repetitious one that I want to try.
I'm glad you liked it- thanks for the compliment! -
Ooh, I adore repetition and what a fine job you've done to make me all jolly inside.The ending was most defintely my favorite line. Good luck and great write!
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