Imaginations on a winters day.
A gossamer faerie you enchant me like a playful sprite.
Some delicate flower blowning in the wind.
Who am I to embrace you so close.
Like a captured nightingale I must hold on tight or you fly off.
But my grip has been binding for you now shy away.
To wait too long would bring death to all that we possess together.
I must preserve what we have left, I must let you depart.
Go to your dreams for they are not here.
Live your life. I release you.
A contest entry
- Picture Insipired, 10 Lines or Less/ 16 entries by mysticstorm.
600 points, ended November 26, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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i love it well done
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Lovely take on the picture. Some very bewautiful and strong lines lay within this write...and the ending is of true selflishness.
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What talent here I see. Such good spelling, imagery, feelings...This is a treasure,,Your words ( gossamer fairie) Beautiful unselfish feelings of love for one and it is not returned."\Live your life, I release you" This is exceptionally beautiful, I truly mean it!Your imagery is so gentle and powerful! Write on!
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