I stand ankle deep
In icy cold water
My long brown hair whips my face
I stare at the ground wondering what is under everything
My simple white skirt flows in the wind
unoticed
unoticed I stand,alone
A rose to my face, I stand alone
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt Overnight Quickie (PIF).... come see... by kiwigirljacks.
750 points, ended April 23, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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such a chill and yet a poignant portrait of
a lonely soul standing in a sea of perhaps tears, still holding on to the bloom of her youth, and hoping to avoid any more thorns along her sorrowed path...great write...Artis

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Yes I think we all wonder what is under everything some times... a feeling of yearning in this... and we all stand alone sometimes. Well done!


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Aww, that is so beautiful! Good luck in the contest

Great vision and very well written!!



