Not an aboriginal,
but a lover once.
Now having renunciated all the material pleasures
by being a forlorn and ship wrecked guy.
He waits eagerly in the meadows
to meet her mate
with whom he was conversing earlier
with delight and joy to the heartfull.
After his love has a given a go bye and a slip,he actually turned mad with stinking rags adorning his bathless body
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Not an aboriginal,
but a lover once.
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired. [furiae] by Naridill.
410 points, ended February 13, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nicely penned - an intriguing and different response. You failed to follow line limit though and cannot be included in judging. Thanks for sharing though.
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well written...so well describes the image...good luck...
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