Petals withered
as he moved from
flower to flower
~pollenating hearts
with lies.
Author notes
Womanizer
A contest entry
- He played me like a harp by Lavender Butterfly.
450 points, ended April 13, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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oh this was very original! not just another love poem! great job. thank you so much for entering my contest and i wish you the best of luck! NineTailedFox
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oh damn woman...
you are rocking the house to it's foundations with this one...
YOU RULE AP BEAUTIFUL...you are my goddess...I bow to your talent...
I cannot believe this isn't wearing GOLD because it reads like the holy freakin' grail...
LOL!
I LOVE YOU!
Tammy
xoxoxo
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Truly clever and immensely creative... x
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Beautiful poem!
Love the imagery and power of this short piece. Well done and good luck in the contest.
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Wonderful imagery and metaphor of the destruction left behind as the hopper jumps from heart to heart. But the flower can be reborn with greater and true nourishing. Well done and best to you in the contest.
Love,
Mouser
Sun and stars shine no brighter!
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grand scale
a true blossom. may your petals remain everunwithered
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VERY good take on this prompt Mystic. (That fella should have his wings plucked for lying!
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original
Really original. A great take on a subject covered a lot. Really loved the metaphor. -
HEHE Great metaphor excellent poem Dear. I wish my flowers would hurry up and bloom think you sent this monster to my house lol
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