Whispering wind flows in the weeping willows
Calmly calling out my name
Sleeping shadows come through the trees
Faintly feeling my soft, sensational skin
Touching my lustrous lips, leaving no trace
Malevolently moving unwilling utterances of this existence
Whispering wind moves the wakening waters
Scrutinously spinning it against free will
Natures relentlessly releasing its wrath
upon all who prevail....whispering winds
A contest entry
- A Wait In The Wind - One Day Contest by CarolDesjarlais.
600 points, ended April 25, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Sigh.
That was a good sign.
I like how you write about different topics,
this was very well written,
I loved the fact that it made me
feel the wind,
and it was very good.
Great work!
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beautiful. i do like the imagery this creates and the use of the elements of wind and water. very nice.
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the beautiful alliterastion of the "wh" and "s" personify this poem with a sensory experience. Nicely done, ty for this thoughtful write about how water might be both solace and terrible.
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I love the alliteration in this piece, it REALLY helps to convey the soft, whispering winds. The language of this poem is also very beautiful, and conveys an at first serene scene, that develops into a darker, harder tone, ending again with the whispering winds. In this poem, you have truly created the whispering winds, starting as a breeze, blowing into billows and gusts, then fading again into the distance as a breeze. OOH, it just works very well!
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wow, this poem was amazing! You put this so beautifully! I am impressed, and I am not easily impressed by things!
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Beautiful write and great imagery! Good luck in the contest!
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