Tiny, crystalline hearts
just a whisper in the wind.
Why do I try?
I sigh and gaze into the cosmos,
Divinity -
And the hunter in my soul.
Author notes
Girlish Delights
Senses
Sadness
Battle of Life
Alone
Hunter's Moon.
Hope you like it. It was harder than I thought to make a poem out of other poems. I made three of them before I settled on this one.
A contest entry
- Reiterated Recyclings by EnigmaticMonday.
700 points, ended January 23, 2008, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A worthy gold well done you, from the bronze winner. Donald
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Thanks - I loved yours too
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This is much better! All the lines flow now and a wonderful scene is created! I can relate to what this is saying...Sometimes, you just want to sigh and stop doing the hunting of "the one"...but, the huntress in you can't stop. He's there and Divinity is playing with you.
I would put this in the categories: love, life and possibly personal.
Thankyou for a wonderful entry into my contest!
E-M -
This is a lovely attempt I liked the first 5 lines of this, they flowed really nicely together. Not too sure of the 6th line. It leaves me with a question...what is surrounding her shapely silvery thighs? The last line seems cut off from the rest of the poem, but it looks as though it belongs to the first 5 lines.
I'm going to judge this contest tomorrow. So if you wish to edit your entry you can.
Thankyou for entering my contest!
E-M
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