Sweet flavored grape whine kisses my soft lips,
flowing from my silver chamber flask.
Tightly grasping my heart shaped pendent around my neck,
a depressing film plays on my television screen.
Deeply scented candles burning to the end of the wick.
The trinket you gave me the day before you passed,
lays peacefully upon my armoire.
I thrust my body onto the bed screaming for you
your mettle sprit rests in satin sheets.
A pigeon observes us from my window’s seal.
Author notes
Word bank, use 10
trinket,grape,fur,screen,wick,knickers,squash,soap, pennant,film,pigeon,gnarly,chap,abacus,lass,lance,
swear,chamber,thrust,mettle
A contest entry
- Wild Word Bank - 10/10/20 by Gypsie Ink.
450 points, ended April 28, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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Nice
You paint a delicate portrait of sadness...
Thank you for your entry and Best of luck in the contest. -
This is quite a beautiful use of the word bank. You are brillent. Best of luck to you in the contest. I know you'll do well.
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wonderful piece of work! Great use of all the words you had to use, very well done. I think its quite amazing how you put the words into that poem and made it into that story of love basically. Thanks for a great read!!
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