Late afternoon sun
sinks through my tanned skin,
warming the marrow
in my bones.
My sister and I
lie silently,
listening to the tall, tall grass
whispering in the gentle breeze.
I reach out blindly
and find her hand,
wishing I could apologize
for being a stupid big sister.
Her hand squeezes mine
and my heart soars.
My unspoken apology
had been accepted.
A contest entry
- Summer by sheltered.
525 points, ended January 1, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Lost Moments by Danna Hobart.
300 points, ended January 3, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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oh dear lord...
this is a FANTASTIC poem...
what an amazing snippet you have penned here!
VERY WELL DONE!!
I am so loving this poem...
congrats on the HM!!
this is a marvel of a moment penned with stellar insight...
look for a contest allowing prewrites for this jewel!
I'm so glad I clicked on this poem...
Happy New Year! Blessings!
Tammy
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A great moment of well wrangled imagery.
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Nice. Gentle and quietly elegant. The poem is controlled, tight, compressed, and musical--and along the way manages to find room for understated emotion, perhaps the most difficult kind to create in poetry.
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