july
with the stirring
of a few dried monsoons
sits stiff on half-masted skies: a
weeping
Author notes
black magic... its all black magic, isnt it?
In a list
A contest entry
- A Weekend Contest - 15 lines or less by tara wilson.
900 points, ended March 10, 2008, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Worthy of Gold by Virgoan.
900 points, ended April 17, 2008, 73 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrite Mania 3 by Celticmoon.
800 points, ended May 27, 2008, 49 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Ultimate Goal by N e a r.
20000 points, ended June 2, 2008, 946 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Very interesting take on what I'm guessing it was a prompted-like contest. But nevertheless I liked the feeling it gave off if that makes any sense
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eerie.
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Well black magic harnesses evil, where typical magic is left up to the users discretion, but since there is no such thing as magic...why did I bother to write any of that?
MariGoes wrote a poem for you last night so I had to find out if you were indeed a real person...and you are!
And a very talented one too. Such a wonderful way of explaining such raw hurt and the aftermath of it.
Sometimes our emotions feel like monsoons, or a tropical depression at least.
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Short and succinct write. Love the images it brings as you read it over and over again.
Thanks for the participation.
I encourage you to keep on writing
HENSLEY
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excellent!
this is what i call true word power - magic indeed, white or black
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Well-deserved trophy. This piece may be short, but it's wonderful. I don't think rain ever sounded so pretty. >pixxie<
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Amazing
Never read such a short poem and felt so... emotion towards it.
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good
Nice me likey -
I don't really understand the notes, so perhaps I'm interpreting the poem entirely differently than you mean it, but I love it. It's so simple but gets across an image I can barely grasp.
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wow! love it
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Excellent write! Few words but so full of imagery.
Congrats on the Bronze! I really enjoyed reading this. Best wishes to you.
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Wonderful piece of work. Powerful imagery in such few words- that is such a great talent.
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Wonderful words you have penned in these few lines - great flow and very visual as well. Great bronze winner here.
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No, there is golden magic too, like poetry as this one
Beijos
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wow, with a few words you use imagery I can only dream of! I guess you're inspired by the weather in your country. I don't understand your notes, but that's me I think you're a very talented poet, it was a pleasure to read your poem. Thanks for sharing
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Excellent. I love the imagery of the umbrella "sits stiff on half masted skies". Now you're forcing me to read the others if this was only bronze.
Ken
PS Magic has no color only intent.
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Very good
Pain often stirs our inner being in a deep way which joy cannot always do and a few drops of tears purge our soul as drops of rain refresh and regenerate the dry earth. -
Sometimes we are dry and thirsty and it is the tears that quench the need. Lovely write- compact and powerful. Nicely done.
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Powerful!
Though short this is a powerful
and stirring piece. The images are
vivid and very solid. creating an experience
that lingers in the mind. Very well written.
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Simple , words with so much meaning ..well done
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Nice job. Simple and clean.
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This is a beautiful poem. So much is said in so little.
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Concise but layered ...
and the words folded itself in their lovely sounds and sentiments ...
How perfect in its poetic display of sentiments ...
Love
Myra
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Such beauty and grace...
in so few words, congrats on your trophy.
Becky
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oh...every time I read this poem, I weep...
I know this.. thanks so much for this beautiful entry..
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I saw Nicolette's comment and may add, not only two of you... somebody under umbrella, somebody some other place.
This is the beauty of poetry. As always, nice done.
~Sonja~
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didnt know a monsoon was dry till it cried...then things become themself again...refreshed just as this poem comes to heart...
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holy cow.
This is magical. I love rain poems. Amazing imagery.
moo.
~Cassie
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Aaah, we both wrote rain poems for our guy's today, Namita!! This is so beautiful, the imagery and emotion so beautiful... I can hear the voice here, thick like summer rain and somehow I wanted to change that "weeping" to "loving"... but I know why you wrote it that way.
Beautiful poetry dripping from your pen, another month poem for him...
~ Nicolette
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magic for magic man. beautiful. you do magic with words kiddo.
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