Trees shadow
forgotten sunrises,
paled by winter skies
and risen moons.
A child stares
with vacant knowledge.
Swollen eyes.
And memories of morning
just drift away.
Author notes
Image by AquaSixio at deviantart.com
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A contest entry
- prompt; 16 entries; 30 words or less by Grey Mouser.
450 points, ended December 20, 2007, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wonderfully written, filled with great metaphor of how morning sunrises fade with the onset of natures seasonal change. Thanks for entering into the contest.
Be well and be blessed,
Mouser -
Excellent
Wonderful take on the prompt. best of luck in the contest.
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Very beautiful poem
I am impressed...
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Excellent. AND what a GREAT image. I love that painting. Well done for this prompt. BEST of luck in this contest. ~Pamela
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This poem has many meanings., a sign of a good poet. This COULD be about child abuse, or an orphan, or a child who is ignored by her siblings. The images you create are too numerous. Your wording is beautiful. Best wishes in this contest. Glad I stopped by to read!
Shana
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This is Awesome Good Luck with it.
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Beautiful poem penned here...Like it ..All the best!
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