Hearts align,
waiting.
"Take me home,"
a little one whispers.
Another says,
"I shall wait."
So precious are they,
I break when I see them wither.
A bleeding heart is their name,
and now I know why it fits perfectly.
Author notes
Picture prompt - Bleeding Hearts
A contest entry
- Picture Contest/ Expression Contest by Flying Phoenix.
600 points, ended June 17, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is beautiful. That's all I can say. Beautiful and wonderful. Good luck
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One of my favorite wild flowers!!! They grow like crazy where I live and I loved going through the woods when I was younger and picking them for bouquets...Such a beautiful little flower and I really liked the piece you wrote for them!! Best wishes
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Very interesting write
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