In silhouette of sunset
stand poppies tall and proud
bathed by day with warmth of sun
as faces open skyward.
Tender buds they hang their heads
in shy grace their faces closed
in birth still new they hide away
in safe shadows of the night.
Standing tall awaiting
fresh blooms ready for their awakening
when the sunrise of the morning
will open proudly to their destiny.
But now against the backdrop
of nature's fine romance
they'll sleep until tomorrow
when new day reveals new signs.
Author notes
I: Picture Inspiration.
If you find picture at the top of the page particularly inspirational then use that [I took it], or find one yourself and write about it. Message me and provide me with a link, or use your author's note, I don't mind.
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A contest entry
- Amaze Me With Your Talent, Impress Me With Your Skill by Death of the Author.
875 points, ended March 10, 2008, 40 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like the opening but I can see the picture and wasn't really looking for a description (however you wrote it well, so credit where it's due). The second stanza is very sweet, especially the poppies being "shy" so they hang their heads. 3rd stanza is a bit lacking compared to the others, but the 4th picks it up again to leave it on a nice ending..."nature's fine romance" - good word choice.
Thanks for your entry and good luck x
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this is so beautifully written it brought life to the picture and made me smile as i imaged it in my mind. best of luck gran love you
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Gorgeous, you brought this picture to life, added such a wonderful underbelly to this picture and all that it holds, beautifully done hun, goodluck in the contest
Karen
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