Scarlett red roses wither,
feeling your cold hunting breathe,
when the pedals finish falling,
does the rose finally know death.
A contest entry
- DFI Round 2 ~ Short and Sweet by And Hyetal.
800 points, ended February 5, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
How is It?
Comments
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Imagery: 1 point
Theme: 1 point
Use of Form/Flow: 1 point
Other criteria: 1 point
Overall Appeal: 1 point
There are a few misspellings here, but I'll just give you a warning now. Please make sure to double check your grammar and spelling before submitting next time!
This whole poem really flowed like a breath. And, whether you did it intentionally or not
, I like the rhyme between "breath" and "death". Quite an impact you've put here. There's nothing really wrong with this one except for spelling errors, but I'll let you go on that now. 
5 more points for team Sonneteer!
~Cassie
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I really like this. Short, but says alot.
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