She had soaps in her shower that smelled of all four seasons . . .
I shivered in the winter thaw, yet blossomed with spring tulips.
My hesitation nearly melted in the hot summer sun,
but a crisp, fall gale forced me back
into the closet.
A contest entry
- SHHHhhhhh! Someone Is Listening.... by Dalaney.
925 points, ended December 30, 2007, 39 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow. What you did with these five lines was amazing. It seemed like so much more. So deep... The imagery is powerful.
Amazing write!
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nicely done, the seasons change , characterization here by showy imagery very nice, action words, very skillful write...excellent...best of luck in Laney's contest...PK
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This felt like more than five lines. It is very good.
Joe
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I like what you did here....very metaphoric to thoughts of delight forsaken...
Mal
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Delightful.
Love, Lane
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