Spirit light slips through jade panels,
ethereal wisp upon a throne,
to conjured forest like a sun
artwork crafted with life as paint.
Ethereal wisp upon a throne
held in ivy's tender embrace,
veins like thousand fluttering arms,
hushed sounds like veil of whispers spread.
To conjured forest like a sun
maiden of stars with fertile glow
with breath as divine spark of life
on sky of infant lime visions.
Artwork crafted with life as paint
sears my mind with emerald flames,
fired to serene moss ember,
beloved muse of evergreen.
Author notes
Prompt is Green and a Retourne.
This is a dedication to my Emerald muse, who has alway been over my shoulder since I started writing. I thank this hidden entity for blessing me with so many ideas and the talent to somewhat portray them almost as well as I had thought of them. Blessed her be.
A contest entry
- NO GREENS - ROUND 2 - Invitation Only by Pamela A Lamppa.
3000 points, ended January 20, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like where you chose to go - A spirit at home in the deep green forest blessing you with visions. A creative use of the prompt.
however, you have chosen multiple similes yet each is initiated through the use of the word like, this might have had greater affect had it been presented differently.
thanks for the entry
Ken
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OH you have smoothed this out beautifully.
Well done. ~Pamela 
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words give honor to those special spirits that abide within the heart of those who believe!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
Bill
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an emerald muse...what beautiful imagery...really enjoyed this wonderful take on the prompt~blessings always~ Trisha
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Thanks so much for the lovely comment! What can I say I love green!
heh!
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I like the direction you have taken here but you need to keep your retourne to 8 syllables per line.
I am counting 7 in each line of your first stanza.
Take some time to re-work this a bit and I will be back to take a peek. You have much to say in this poem, but your form is off.
Be sure to use both your prompt: GREEN and Poetic Device: SIMILE
I will be back. ~Pamela
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This description takes on a life of its own and a green muse becomes an infinite forest. Intriguing
and melodic; you should write in this form more!
Blue
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beautiful sound...
...when I read this aloud, it flows so well. You really have a talent. It must be your emerald muse that helps you write so well.
'burns chaos to serene embers,' is a magic line, a paradox of emotions.
Richard
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Thank you very much for this lovely comment. I am certain that somewhere out there I have my very own emerald muse. What can I say I love green and I love mythology! Thanks once more!
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