in abandoned meadows
wildflowers bloom
unfurling
uncurling
their petals
and those blues and violets
reach to mother sun
for warmth
and life
for life
and warmth
i reach to him
and those blues and violets
his arms
inviting
delighting
wildflowers bloom
in his eyes.
A contest entry
- Eyes.... by Amanda K. Martin.
300 points, ended February 4, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pick a TITLE and write.. Very simple!! by Angierie.
700 points, ended February 23, 2008, 33 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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The imagery in this piece is outstanding. I adore it.
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I like this poem too. although it really doesn't meet the critera... but it's still a really good write. Therefor I'm still going to allow you to be in my contest.
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