A buoy of hope in the ocean of desperation;
changeable as the light, falling in the arms of evening-red.
Discovering her many faces, facets of the same unique-ness,
more colours building at her womanliness, reaching heaven's aim,
touching earth, connected both into the gift of words...
Gentle as a dove, with the sword of justice, gigglings
echood her brightness, while joining hands of poetic talents,
providing security in a predator-world of hierachic emptiness.
A lady for sure, treasured mankind's greatest gift of joy.
Growing is her device, boundless and limited by language,
yet singing her own compositions, painted her earthly home.
Many will stay, iced souls heated by her kindness,
the cross-sign already re-arranges her mind to realization.
Author notes
For Creationsfromheart
A contest entry
- Happy Birthday Contest for creationsfromheart by penman.
1850 points, ended April 25, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Nevelk this is beautiful I will cherish this forever and always , you have penned such a wonderful write here not just because it is for me, but the words are wonderful the meaning behind it it is in total perfection for me thank you so much lots of
HUG"S
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Beautiful she will love this
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Hi. I will be trying to judge this contest this evening. Could you please post your poem by then. Thank you.
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