mist flows
through summer haze
bringing promise of change;
clouding the air with flames and – scent
of smoke
A contest entry
- Cinquains by masterblaster.
300 points, ended March 5, 2007, 35 entries
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Hi, made me think of a forest fire, we have o many here in the summer months and most are set by man I am afraid, nice write, all the best in the comp,Di
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Yes I like this - I call them death poems (simply soul that I am) --- Thank you.
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