Icicle fingers
prod ashes,
stirring
deadened coal,
attempting
to quench thirst,
of an incinerated heart,
left in November's snow
Author notes
Prompt: I can't feel November
A contest entry
- I can't feel November by Lavender Butterfly.
400 points, ended May 31, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Aww so sad, I felt this one deeply....
Beautifully expressed as always!!


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How deeply creative and beautifully compelling... x


