There was a spell in a day
sunshine held the trees enrapt
and rain gently caressed the wind
clouds descended to touch my eyes;
and night would bring owl sounds
dove calls, welcome and embraces
a dance in moonlight and shadow
subtle touches of heavy air;
seeing the magic in a day,
when I still believed in love.
A contest entry
- Jason Beam Art series [2-4] by Naridill.
450 points, ended December 11, 2007, 6 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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You have that thing to give an unexpected end to some of your poems. Here you did it again; it started as hopeful love poem, and ended as a sad love poem.
Still, you always take the best of the pictures presented to you, and make of your words a second canvas.
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This is heartfelt and deeply moving.
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Very beautiful and emotional. This piece has stunning imagery.
Thanks for entering.
Much luck.
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Wow, you never cease to amaze. Great imagery here! I almost choked on the cellophane, haha.
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me thinks you still do~ believe that is. Lovely.
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