Planted seed
Nurished into roots of life
Sprout and plucked from the grounds
Leaves are pulled to reveal their illness
Basket of dying life
Darkness stains
Until fully abeyant
deceased
A contest entry
- PIF - 10/30/30 by CarolDesjarlais.
425 points, ended August 23, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - pif - Enter your best quickie pre-write by tara wilson.
1200 points, ended September 20, 2007, 36 entries
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The imagery in this is great, I always pull the leaves back of corn,
"Darkness stains
Until fully abeyant
deceased"
Yes, after death, they become more brighter and decorative, i like this, i know what you mean in this poem
Thanks!
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very powerful yet very sad, almost makes you feel sorry for the dang maze
great imagery here. best of luck in the contest. be well and be blessed
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wow - even though this was a quickie and a short poem, you created something beautiful & profound. Very nice imagery. I love: "Leaves are pulled to reveal their illness" Great write!
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Powerful
This piece is powerful...As life would have things, many live each day without knowing the beauty of life. Beore we leave the earth we must enjoy our time with our families and strive to become productive citizens of the world before leaving. -
wow, what a piece you create with this picture, i don't know about everybody else but i like the image you put in my mind reading this.
good luck in the contest
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What a dark image comes from this poem.... and I do so love Indian corn....
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