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The Promenade

Missing image
Limbs fatigued, yet charged with dreams,
knowing the view will continue to get better.

Passing by the pessimists, 
anchored by their own tongues.
Pausing to inhale the woolgathering,
frozen in illusion.

Before the footprint, free will determines the pitch,
endurance is blessed with angelic aide~

~destiny diverges in life’s promenade.
 

Author notes

Prompt: The Picture

Picture is from Photobucket-
Artist Margaret Dean-2005

Dang, it sure is easier to write about this sort of ambition and endurance. I fear I am stuck in the woolgathering. lol

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  • Desire gold member
    May 3, 2008

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    Thank You!!

    Wonderful Your piece qualifies and elated to see You backBest wishes in my contest Sweet Soul!!
    and much love~ Desire~*~

  • Papagallo
    April 24, 2008
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    A very interesting write. Even though your toughts are deep the words flowed nicely.


  • PerfectImperfection
    April 21, 2008

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    This is such an interesting image, one in which you have taken great inspiration from to come up with this amazing write. Wonderfully flowing piece of thoughtful depth. Very well penned!


  • Desire gold member
    April 18, 2008
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    Thank You!!

    Thank You for Your entry: The Promenade
    This piece tugged at Spirit and I have to chuckle for while I was reading...
    I kept hearing: Walmart

    Now unless You shop there and forgot to pick up something or a store like a Walmart
    So I read several more times and while reading I kept hearing word: Cancer...
    but like a Poet I read in another contest...
    with this word...from what I am seeing...
    it feels like...negativity can eat at one like a cancer Kept hearing word: Grandmother...
    and word: feisty like feisty Spirit...
    also pecan...whether pecan pie...but word pecan...
    I was seeing~
    while getting towards end...seeing a gas station.
    like a Chevron...for whatever reason
    Powerful images You have shared~~

    These lines grabbed and pulled~
    Passing by the pessimists,
    anchored by their own tongues.
    Pausing to inhale the woolgathering,
    frozen in illusion
    Magnificent take on the prompt~

    Thank You for sharing Your Heart also Spirit!
    Best wishes to You in the contest Sweet Soul
    **Judging will be done shortly...
    Many blessings too
    and much love~ Desire~*~


  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    April 16, 2008

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    Oh wow. Last line is stellar. This is quite good. Your opening couplet too sets the stage. Well done. I did enjoy this very much. Best of luck in this contest. ~Pamela


  • thepoetssoul
    April 16, 2008

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    Wow this is a powerful penning indeed
    I love the imagery and ending rhyme.
    Splendid metaphor within this write.
    Best of wishes to you

    Tony

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