She smells silence
cupped unfavorably in the palm of her hands
open and clean
still
shadowed by the memory of faith
waiting
and wanting
to believe again...
Author notes
prompt: Fragrance of Isolation
pic by Paul Hutchinson
A contest entry
- prompt inspired, 16 entries, 8 lines by Grey Mouser.
600 points, ended December 11, 2007, 11 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wonderful write, beautifully presented and shining with desire to find that belief. Thanks for entering into the contest.
Be well and be blessed,
Mouser -
Great little poem. Loved the last 3 lines. Good luck in your contest
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Very Creative!!
An emotion in need of that secure feeling again that it could be renewed but will it be. Excellent piece Sis!! Struck me as a woman in need of security. Mixed emotions. Love the wording and the message! Brother Don
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i can relate to this write. Faith gone, yet wanting so much to believe again for it leaves and unexplainable emptiness. Wonderful take on prompt..best of luck to you.
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Excellent...
This speaks with so much longing, needing... and how beautifully inscribed of a piece here you have weaved.. I wish you all the best within the contest!
Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver~
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