Across the hills she casts her gaze
to wash their crests
with crystal tears
in waning waiting
for the sun,
her rays abandoned since the dawn
to shine again at dusk's first light.
She draws on strength
from shimmering nights
but slowly ebbs into the day
when love lights up another's face,
and she's alone
in her embrace.
A contest entry
- Ray Caesar - digital art inspiration #25 by leander.
400 points, ended October 8, 2007, 6 entries
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Comments
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This is quite an interesting poem that you've written here
I love the link to night and day, and the way she feeds upon the lights that might/might not be there
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Oh I loved the ending "and she's alone in her embrace." This poem was simple yet moving and interesting. Great job!
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