Words grace paper parched over time,
filling ears with melodies of doves
hypnotic voices.
Corner's reserved for creativity,
where rivers are free to flow painting mystical words,
breathing life to blank pages.
Fragrance's inspiring senses of inspiration,
drawing upon familiarities or journey's
yet to travel.
Mirrors opening unheard voices,
forcing one to dig deep within;
taunting speech, healing wounds.
Clouds of cotton, skies of sapphire blue,
pleading with whispers to have their stories told.
Open windows full of adventurous energy,
beckoning quills to produce beautiful magic.
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie Pic Prompt by Carolina Moon.
450 points, ended July 3, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A truly awesome read. Thank you for your wonderful entry.
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Such a wonderful poem. I thought you did a great job. I think you are going to do wonderful in the contest, best of luck to you. p.s I think you did a lot better than me.
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Beautiful~
Beauty of a piece penned and Love th images woven also the Voice spoken
Lovely indeed
I Appreciate Your visit to my work~
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in the contest Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
and much love & light~ Desire~*~
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