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Floating Stars

rushing foam beating
shores of icicled-stone
rolled from speckled floating stars

coached by nudging menace
she treads vigilantly with care
negotiating narrow gorge

tired body in haven’s rest
ripped with frenzied embowelment
her loss great with emptiness

with sadden heart she slips away
among stars of floating light
seeking sanctuary she so desires

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  • J.P.Troy
    October 24, 2007
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    Random Beats Predictable by JP.Troy.

    Congratulations. This poem is the winner of The Yellow Rose Award (worth 20 points)

    'A single rose can be my garden...a single friend, my world.' Leo Buscaglia


    • FransB gold member
      October 24, 2007
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      Thank you. I nearly got DQ, but love and patience gave me another chance - I cherish this rose. FransB.

  • J.P.Troy
    September 25, 2007

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    Random Beats Predictable by JP.Troy.
    Rule 5 - I'm accepting pre-writes, but you still need to state in ‘Author's Notes’ which of the provided quotes it's relevant to. If you don't or if I consider it irrelevant, I will DQ.


  • amaranthine lover gold member
    August 22, 2007
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    this is a very well written piece thanks for entering


  • Cannonsfire
    July 30, 2007

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    Beautiful aliteration and the sound as you read it out loud is soft and pure. Thank you for the pleasure. Love, C


  • myrataal silver member
    July 26, 2007

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    I loved the personification ....

    in this wondrous poem. I also loved the silent poem between the lines, the alliteration, assonance and the lovely imagery. Good luck in the contest Frans!

    On reading this poem I was playing in the wind at Humewood, running in the slipstream of memories. How wonderful that beach front at nigh ... I took some lovely photos there

    Thank you for sharing your joy.

    Love
    Myra

    • FransB gold member
      July 26, 2007
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      myrataal

      Thank you for commenting - please see grannyeri's poem. She too, like Rose of Ireland and yourself, have become my models - I am fortunate to experience your honest and open guidance.


  • grannyeri gold member
    July 26, 2007

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    All poems need to have their own identity so hope you find a suitable one for this poem. Like the images these lines bring to mind, and the alliteration in the lines as well - good flow and a peaceful ending...

    • FransB gold member
      July 26, 2007
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      grannyeri

      I appreciate your reply and time you took to add a comment. I will never 'depersonalise' [not title] a poem again. My poem is about a tanker that was saiing into the harbour. I gave you 5 stars for this comment - I hope I did it right this time!


  • Cynthia Gaines gold member
    July 25, 2007

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    Magnificent !!!

    Ah, to experience such beauty and majesty of nature's ever-changing wonders! You've captured the essence of the mighty ocean's daily encounters with land and sky, stone and star, shadow and light; as its foam of life rolls in and out of those relentless waves of unrest. A brilliant piece!! Best of luck to you in this contest, you've written an award winning poem!!! Peace, Cyn

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