The sun melts away
Broken dreams of shattered ice,
Creating rivers of life
That flow throughout my world.
Give me the sky as a page,
And clouds as my ink,
My imagination, my pen,
My words.
My sunlight.
Give me the sky and my words will enchant you.
The thoughts trickle
As melted snow from leaves,
Raining down to the ground,
Where images create vibrance and color.
Where sunrise is glorious.
Where my dreams come to life.
My thoughts,
My reality.
Author notes
Inspired by a photo by Marc Adamus
A contest entry
- 10,000 POINT - 8 HOUR - 1st ANNUAL ROADDOG INTERNATIONL BLITZ POETRY CONTEST - 10,000 POINTS - PLEASE FOLKS REMEMBER IT IS APRIL FOOLS DAY by Roaddog Wolf.
475 points, ended April 2, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You don't need to be given the sky to enchant us with your words, you do a fine job of doing that anyway and besides the sky is free it belongs to everyone. Good write thank you for entering and good luck in the contest
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oh dani, i envy your wonder!
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I wish I could write this well. I really really do.
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