a pressed flower
and moonbeams
string the heart,
a sigh lends wind,
a kite,
a heartsong soars
to the tune
of fireflies and stars.
dawn
the kite runner
waits
at a far horizon,
gathers my song
and I put her
by the pressed flower.
A contest entry
- quote inspired by Lavender Butterfly.
390 points, ended March 5, 2008, 8 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Free Verse Frenzy (Prewites Only) by poetryality.
925 points, ended November 3, 2008, 51 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Beautiful!
Just the thing one needs as a first read on a cloudy Monday. Made me open the blinds and let the sun splash against a burnt orange tree in my yard. Thank YOU! ~sigh~
An excellent you’ve written entry here poet. It is never necessary to write more than need be said. I enjoy brevity that paints a whole picture.
Thanks for this entry, and I wish you well in the challenge.
Much love & Respect ♥
Renee
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Congratulations on your very well deserved gold, a beautiful poem that was a joy to read.
Thanks for sharing...Sue
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I am glad you liked it Sue.Thank you so much for stopping by.
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beautiful metaphors. Your poetry is sweet and melodious like music
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thanks Pari. for the beautiful comment.
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this is soooo beautiful..every line..a very well deserved gold...
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it is nothing but a BEAUTIFULLY EXPRESSED son
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This reads like a lullaby ~ so beautiful and majestic... x Thanks so much for sharing and many blessings, Lavender Butterfly.
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thank you Lavender for the encouragement.The prompt spoke to me and I had this keyed in before I could realize.Hope your contest was satisfying.
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