Is this my road to the future,
as I endure this constant scrutiny?
I feel liberty for life
running dry.
Have I been born ahead of my time?
My feathers are caged.
Author notes
Picture painted by Daeni Pino
A contest entry
- A challenge by Lavender Butterfly.
390 points, ended February 27, 2007, 15 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is really good. I admire your ability to sum up this pic in so few words. Well done and congratulations on the Gold
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wowwwwwww congrats on the very well deserved shiney!!! the perfik write for this pix love the wat you got the question in it xxxxxx cheeky xxxxxx
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Now do I know good works or what, I told you it would do well
Bunny
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This is perfect sweetie. Your words match the picture so very well and they are deep and comtemplative with questions layered among each line. great write, this one will do well Hugs, Bunny
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Stunning
This short poem is filled with so much - frustration, pain, need. It does create quite an impact and sometimes the best poem is the one that actually needs no picture to make one see.
Let the ink flow and your fingers dance
Rosemary
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these words fit the picture so well, but more than that they seem to be words and or questions that I am sure many of us have aked at one time or another while feeling the judging eyes of scrutiny upon us. Best wishes in the contest...I liked this one
xoxoxo
reenie
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