She was curled up in the dark of her self.
No sun to warm her skin,
No touch to wake her senses,
No whispered words to make her smile.
She saw a sliver of light;
a crack in her world of solitary.
The sliver opened as he smiled,
and her cold skin was warmed by his touch.
Gradually the darkness lightened
the clouds of loneliness dissipated.
As she took to skies,
soaring above her old self,
she kept him forever close.
His words became her wings,
his love became her wind,
his face became her sun.
Author notes
Inspired by the image "Dragonfly" by Tom Fleming, and by mi querido Paulo.
A contest entry
- DRAGONFLY~~~TRANSFORMING FRAGILE INTO FIRE by Ithica & Blue Rew by Blue Rew.
3000 points, ended May 5, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Any helpful criticism will be much appreciated :)
Comments
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Love has a way of tranforming us all! This is a warmly written piece full of renewal and hope!!! Very nice!
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Terrific ending! I like the feel of this
rebirth into life. Wonderful way to bring
across transformation. Blue
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Well-worded and very nicely done--I enjoyed reading this.
Bill
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Great minds think alike. This is sweet in itself. I wish you luck. *hugs*
~Kystal Angel
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