Its a cold
Year for
Sleeping
In
Graves
Autumn
Leaves
Mold
In the damp
Visitors
Don't
Come
Anymore
I wait
As
Weeks
Months
Years
Turn into
Forever
It's
Cold
Here
Author notes
30 words
A contest entry
- brevity by Melissa Gayle.
5500 points, ended November 25, 2007, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Might want to fix that last 'its' should be it's ..it is cold here, yeah?
I like the coolness of this, felt it to the bone. Interesting entry in the contest
Good luck!
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Thank you , glad ya' liked it , Storm
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