My blues and pinks
weren't so bright today
until I felt
your gentle breeze....
Then the reds
and blacks
took a backseat
to the symphony
playing in the wind.
And the ghost
of your rose
was singing to me
so beautifully
so softly
and I felt
every ounce,
and it was
like a ton
and so appreciated
as the whispers
tickle my neck
and burn my soul
In a list
A contest entry
- Options! Pick and Go! by Onyx-Rose.
400 points, ended May 24, 2007, 33 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wow.
I sit silently truly taken aback by your lovely flow of poetry. Beautifully written. Thanks so much for entering the contest. Wishing you the best of luck, keep up the great work. God bless.
Onyx
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I like this, reminds me of my poem painting my life a bit. Good stuff, i think you'll do well in the contest, or atleast i think you should!
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"Then the reds
and blacks
took a backseat
to the symphony
playing in the wind."
I loved that part! Nicely done! The title was striking and the poem was very vivid. (and i like the picture
) Good luck!
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Highly questionable.
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Beautiful
This is so beautiful and the picture of the rose is awsome -
Such an interesting title you chose from the list of those give to inspire. Liked the brevity and flow of the lines, the vivid visuals one gets when reading this - as if one can feel that tickle on the neck...
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Good job with putting feelings with such intensity and being able to make it flow like you do,good work.Brandy3
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