Golden angel, takes a bow,
then rest for a short spell.
takes a moment to allow,
her mind to stop and dwell.
Her road is long and tedious,
her demeanor rather sour.
I wonder if she will dance for us
her in the twilight hour.
Lavender dreams on gray tarmac,
when will her innocence come back?
A contest entry
- Paying It Forward -Again- by Manda Kathryn.
450 points, ended April 6, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Whatever you like...
Comments
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This is just beautiful... x Congratulations on your HM too... x
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Something about the final two lines just stick in my mind and create imagery so fast.
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Thank you & Best of luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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Some of us, have angels with us everyday, and oh the comfort they give... well mine anyways
This is great my brother!!
Best of luck in this contest!!
Love that title!!
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I'm fascinated by angels so much that i dream of becoming ine when i die.
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