He lent me the crayons
to colour my world
any shade I desired
but I went out the lines
scribbling on my book of life
carelessly rushing in a bid to express
my fleeting emotions
so he reached down
and took hold of my hand
and together we illustrated love.
A contest entry
- Short Form Spirituals by Samplette.
600 points, ended May 13, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Oh this is truly beautiful I just love your last 2 lines and how they brought the whole pice together. Just stunning
All the best with this.
gaylene
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This is lovely. Very lovely indeed. You have a way of taking things one step further. Beautiful. Thank you for entering.
Sam
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Great!
Simple and well wrought! Good luck.
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This is so brilliantly soft , spiritual and elegant. You have a beautiful soul. Best wishes in the comp
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