peat moss crumbled
until poked
finger untiled it
to point out birth defect
possibility pace,
Author notes
good luck is not a great clue; Isaiah 65:11
please comment virtually
without emoticons or applause symbol
though plant/animal type I can wrap myself around
A contest entry
- 15 words by Melissa Gayle.
600 points, ended May 22, 2008, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
eavesdropped while new life I weigh
Comments
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very well done.
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Very interesting... I love the descriptions... Though I'm not exactly sure what you're trying to say...
Excellent write, however

