Siren sings; her alabaster locks
flowing, in chilly breeze;
Blossoming ivies entwirl the strings
even as the chords wake magic.
Nimbus awaits; gathering storm
of one thousand lost souls approaching;
Music, from wombs of long broken hearts
allure, in mystical whispers.
She sighs, like angel of captured breath
inside each washed up ocean shell;
her sorrowful chant of enduring love
chorused, in shattering wavelets.
Author notes
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Prompt.
A contest entry
- One a day Quickie by creationsfromheart.
525 points, ended March 9, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Wow
I love the word choice and flow to this. The imagery is gorgeous.
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this is pretty and I love the imagery Good luck in this contest
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WOW!
this is so amazing and absoultly beautiful, wodnerful write and good luck in the contest!
take care
stephanie =)
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