The butterflies sing her a song.
Better than the one she gave them.
With it's sad melodies,
And long mournful notes.
The strings of her violin,
That only know one tune,
Cannot match what she hears.
So she is grateful
Author notes
I loved the picture and it just came to me, such as it is.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired - 16 words - 16 entries [III] by Naridill.
300 points, ended January 4, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow ~ stunning imagery but unfortunately the word limit is sixteen. Let me know if you edit - have started judging now though.
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Crap oh well at least you thought it was good I'll enter another one of yours(and follow the rules next time lol)
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