I sit at my desk hundreds of miles away
And scribble the words that I want to say.
Words strung together in simplistic rhyme
To capture feelings from a moment in time.
First scrawled on paper in spidery blue ink;
A rough draft of the thoughts that I think.
I type words that appear across my screen
Hoping that you understand just what I mean.
I hit the ENTER key, the digital words fly
Then, I hit F-five and await your reply.
~ for Stef ~
Author notes
Prompt: Unknown Surrealist Painting.
A contest entry
- Semi-Quickie Pic Prompt by Carolina Moon.
450 points, ended July 3, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Aww a sweet, romantic write you have here. Very well done and thank you so much for your entry.
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Thank you. I enjoyed the contest. I was just thinking about how my words fly to so far to get to Stef. Thanks for the HM.
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Ahh, beautiful. I like it because its as if i'm reading as you're writing each line and as you're commting each action. Love the picture prompt, looks like a Magritte. Couldn't be sure though. x
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I am glad that you enjoyed the poem. The feeling you got was what I trying to achieve. I do agree that the picture looks like a Magritte. The clouds are what does it.
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Chuckle!
Rich (as gold?). I hope you win. A weel worded pen to an unusual prompt indeed!
Regards,
Jennifer
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I am glad you enjoyed it. There are meanings within meanings in this one. I don't expect a trophy. It is kind of a briefette from Stef. I did not know if there was any merit to it beyond she and I.
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Awww, Thank You!
A poem about writing a poem... very clever
I like your F5's, too
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You know that you are always on my mind.
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Good luck!
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Thanks
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