redder bowl

mind transcends

such suctioned soul

as innocence laid low

prepared in prayer

as circumstance,

removed from strife

in smoke of life,

churned softly

in redder bowl

of breath bequeathed,

upon a spirit

surrendered weary

inhaled as spark,

of wizened sunset

A contest entry

PIF Quickie Brunch 10/20/40 by poet2angels. 475 points, ended July 17, 2007, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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poet2angels
July 17, 2007

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Beautiful!
Such power in sunset realization! I love this!

Such a wonderful take on the prompt!

Lynda
Twins 4 me
July 17, 2007
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Such beautiful words! Awesome imagery. Love the feel of this! Best wishes to you!
kaibab
July 17, 2007

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A lovely powerful bit of wisdom this in Nothern Friend of Haven's howl...who know in spirit much is given...beautiful entry
penman
July 17, 2007
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Excellent
Very well done and a powerful poem. Best of luck in the contest.
poet2angels
July 17, 2007
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your prompt is:

"A Moment To Breathe"