my daughter had an add a line moment with me
wanting a baby hugging watching my chin
she said like seeing when climbing stairs
and so closeness is the railing for that big emphasis!
To which at the end is the quiet mouth
with an orange or a baseball the directed energy
but can I stay straight if not with squash?
Oh, the stye if we don't move for there to not to be a sty,
a piece of the place with the eyes on level with lashes.
And she looks for circulation in legs going about.
The writing exercise was just a microphone
nothing personal that wouldn't be romped away from
My song was just like to children on a playground
come in come in come in come in
and they go ping ping ping ping, openening nothing for me
I didn't switch the hitch!
I know my moments, I know music.
yet a duet with a daughter seems timeless
she naturally wants to test oddness to dress a grasshopper
do I validate she's going to have a yellow shirt and a green skirt
with the mango beginning the adventuresome crawl and jump
but not just puppet, a poem -- pinky on pronutum, you're my pet
and I put my hand on ink like territory.
and then the entry feels likes it's sent from a dairy.
wanting a baby hugging watching my chin
she said like seeing when climbing stairs
and so closeness is the railing for that big emphasis!
To which at the end is the quiet mouth
with an orange or a baseball the directed energy
but can I stay straight if not with squash?
Oh, the stye if we don't move for there to not to be a sty,
a piece of the place with the eyes on level with lashes.
And she looks for circulation in legs going about.
The writing exercise was just a microphone
nothing personal that wouldn't be romped away from
My song was just like to children on a playground
come in come in come in come in
and they go ping ping ping ping, openening nothing for me
I didn't switch the hitch!
I know my moments, I know music.
yet a duet with a daughter seems timeless
she naturally wants to test oddness to dress a grasshopper
do I validate she's going to have a yellow shirt and a green skirt
with the mango beginning the adventuresome crawl and jump
but not just puppet, a poem -- pinky on pronutum, you're my pet
and I put my hand on ink like territory.
and then the entry feels likes it's sent from a dairy.
Author notes
#5
2/10/07 entry entry date / editing
ananonymouse contest needs you to pay attention : author's name can't be mentioned in comments.
Replies come after judging is done.
I didn't find good luck on the competion description page, and I wouldn't consider it missing if it weren't on mine now.
A contest entry
- Take Your Pic by piccola.
600 points, ended February 14, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
is it anything to you to think about or advice as to what's missing?
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some family scenes best noted from the corners of vision and those things passed down become tradition.
I draw my own visions from your pen...thank-you again!
Blue
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swirly feel can make this box a rink
Blue (a big large breath of attention),
I do find dynamics of needing the type of thing rather than things when creating a second nature with family, sometimes it's wanted to be guaranteed everyone's on the same wavelength so there's tradition like trying to trade out outside influences. But it can't be scared like that I think; like this evening, I was told to look up Homes Cool/ however it's as if competitors with popular schools. There can be an enthusiasm that can turn health around somewhat yet not by beating just doing best of...
Yet there is the unavoidable nurturing from the ingredients of the individual to improve even by one another and look look at ink of recipe... because my husband gets that urge to wory what's being handed down with all this writing lol. But it could be about every topic but sight can catch that as over bold not cutting another concentation between books so to speak. [Hearing typing today did sound like gnawing though on hands per se!]
But she and I are instilling in alot by stylus or shall after laughter doesn't lock it down where I can even breathe it from the bathroom for her :
I love is doing a 360 angle
saying loudly as a little girl's twirl
see I can't leave you -- only circle the door knob!
driveway weaves.
10:19 reminds me my little girl thought too long for what half of twenty is, which didn't erase her smile -- she's sure projects, like her age, more decent decade than this moment, will create the notebooks>>> but also done by parents etcetera ha-ha.
~Carolyn
P.S. After all that, I'll still get to actually returning favor not just reply!
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This is very interesting. The metaphors are well drawn and pictures form in my mind. Thank you for the entry.
It seems odd for me, the judge to wish someone good luck. Sometimes I do, but most not. -
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Good to have comment, not just results,on one of the last competitions I entered on AP
a-bear (prefix stops the other part to be said as if two syllables?),
Thank you ror your response, as though my writing gave you a window and didn't make you want to stop reading so as to find one. I did enjoy the contest you judged.
1:12 a dozen can be seen when a spider isn't stared at,
Carolyn
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