Dancing amid the flutterbies,
to a song without a tune,
she feints away from probing eyes,
and hears only the loon.
Of gossamer her dress is spun,
bright hair highlighted gold,
and when the course, the dance, is run,
she makes a move so bold;
lighting on the springy grass,
the day does dawn so fair,
she polishes the ring of brass,
and retires to her lair.
©2007
Author notes
Written for the contest; Picture Inspired by whispernthedark
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2367186
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired by whispernthedark.
400 points, ended September 1, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
A critical comment is invited
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Brilliantly beautiful!!! I spend approximately an hour every day on a poetry website, and this is by far the best poem I've read in a while (including my own .)
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Thank you. Acknowledgment is always welcome. As is a critical comment, if warranted.
rous
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This is very beautiful, rich in description and your rhyme is perfect. Thank you for entering the contest, best of luck.
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whisper
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Thank you. And, thank you for hosting the contest.
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I had to go check out the picture that inspired this piece. I love what you've done with it, the imagery is beautiful. The best of luck to you in the contest.
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Thank you. I can only write what is in my heart. I appreciate your reading and commenting.
rous
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