Seasoned blossoms bloom at dusk
spreading their arms and
yawning toward the cotton skies,
lazily opening their childish eyes
as they peer amongst the twilight pearls.
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Silverink
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Liked the alliteration in that first line and the vivid visual images that are shown through the use of the other words in this poem.
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This is short and to the point! I absolutly adore the imagery and your word usage. You did a excellent job with this piece!!!
Thank you for entering my contest, and good luck!
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I really like this poem... it is short and sweet... a beautifully written scene, perfectly relaxing and wonderfully expressed... your use of language is masterful - and I like the little mid-poem rhyme
Keep writing
Polly
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