I am the lone tumbleweed,
that danced with the wind.
There were no flowers
or waters run deep.
Immobile,
with my back
against a lonely cactus flower,
a wasteland-
is still,
all I see.
Author notes
sometimes a love is right there with you...
and still you don't see it!
A contest entry
- Write something decent by Clockwork.
375 points, ended January 3, 2008, 36 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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my dearest you have touched a bit of truth in your wondrous words sending my heart to tears for i often feel like a lonely tumbleweed. many blessings always xxxx
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loneliness, portrayed in a lovely and longing and realistic way... captured quite beautifully...
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man, such a lonely feeling to this poem... as is meant... and I have leaned up against a cactus a time or two myself.
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AsI know you only too well, your poems are always a wonderful, but poignant metaphor of yourself. Reading this makes me want to cry. You have plucked a heart string and that is a sign of a poet who should publish! Best wishes in this contest!
Hugs,
The Healer
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0h this is so true... I often thought that, but never felt the words fit, good luck in this contest..good job, good luck...MM
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I enjoy your imagery greatly. This is a good poem, but the title is questionable.
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I agree with you on the title...it was the title to my first draft...then ended up rewriting it...unable to finish before I went to work...Ive changed the title it fits my thoughts to the poem now...
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This is amazing...Such beautiful imagery to take the reader with you....
Awesome...
Lynda
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