water rivulets
trace my body
that your touch abandoned.
drenched hair becomes
Medusa’s serpentine tresses.
can my own heart
turn to stone?
leave.
I can’t look you in the eye.
Author notes
Picture prompt.
A contest entry
- Quickie: Paying it Forward by PerfectImperfection.
550 points, ended October 7, 2007, 10 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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wow
oh wow thats awsome ^ ^
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great work here.
Very nice to read.
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I see 30... Great take on the prompt. Thank you so much for your entry!
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Ahhh...I fixed it and forgot to edit the author's notes. Silly me. Thanks for the great contest and the bronze.
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Very good writing. Good luck in the contest.
Soulful Woman
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