Softly
The moonlight drifts
From the star studded sky
Down to the darkened plains of Earth
Where many sleep peacfully on the ground
Resting, not a care in the world,
Beneath midnight skies where
Stars are dancing
Softly.
A contest entry
- Rictameter anyone? by Nicotine Eyes.
300 points, ended April 24, 2008, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything you want by MrCrepsley.
600 points, ended September 10, 2008, 195 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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WOW!
I really enjoyed this. Are you sure you are only 12? Seriously, I work with kids and even some of my older teens would have trouble coming close to this.

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Ohhh I really loved this piece it gave me such a wonderful sense of piece.


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A lovely rictameter piece you have penned here. These are quite fun to write, and just happen to be my favorite form. Very well penned! Congrats on your shiny!


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COOLLLLL!!!!! Talk To me about this!!!!! Good Luck
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Wow
I love how your personifying the Midnight.
Try spelling peacfully like this: peacefully.

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Cool
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Beautiful
Thanks!
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