Stood still amongst the flow of questions surrounding me
But i will keep them at my feet i promise i will stay free.
And with the purity I painted it on, i look away
And i hope that one day the disguise will be washed away.
In the horizon I can feel the sun and moon changing shifts
I can feel the Earth move amongst the jewel-like gifts;
I can hear the birds calling me to their sleep
In the attempt that their song will leave me counting sheep,
Until I'm unware of the dreams as they creep,
Creep into my body with a story to teach.
This is peace.
Author notes
picture prompt. (1st)
A contest entry
- PIF One Day Quickie (open for prewrites due to my mistake) by Stickboy.
950 points, ended November 14, 2007, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Children. by forbidden-colour.
300 points, ended January 10, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is a wonderful write my new friend, thank you for entering my contest, best of luck
Sean
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Beautiful, good luck in the contest
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