ink-spots have faded,
the soul still remains
smudged.
lying crumpled in waste-bins
these memories
untouched.
A contest entry
- picture this by Lavender Butterfly.
400 points, ended June 11, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Help Me Make It Better
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oh..ur natural rhyming tendency has sprung up again! that too wonderfully!!! well done gal..keep up!
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Very impressive use of the prompt/scheme of the contest... and of the poem as a standalone piece. I wonder how many waste bins are home to those crumbled memories, thoughts and emotions wev'e discarded.
Good job and congratulations on ther HM
Dee
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awww not a good place for memories...congrats to you on the HM
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hmmm.............brilliant
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I like you take => the soul's memory expressed as an ink stained, crumbled paper, tossed away. You used the prompt words well in your entry. Congratulations on the HM.
Marlene -
Wow! hon, this is incredible! What a great job you did on this one! Very vivid indeed!
Congrats on the Honorable Win.
and love
Nyetta
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very creative indeed!.. x
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Wonderful imagery in this!An amazingly sad write. All the best with thisYour style is wonderful!
Gaylene
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wonderful flow of thoughts, love the rhyme here..
All the best!
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