hot & cold, our currents
held hands
entwining us into a tornado
of friendship
as the earth shook
you
away from me;
(tsunami drowned
me).
I called us:
"natural disaster".
A contest entry
- Quickie, 20 minutes, 10 entries, 30 Words. Beat The Clock! by Cupcrazy.
450 points, ended July 10, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Beautiful, loved it. Excellent phrasing. hugs, Bunny
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Your Prompt is : The Wind Whispers Our Names"
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