casual day of honey,
his smell lingering like bees
in lengthy flowered hair
strung heart at throat,
silvered from tears
when it was golden
hands wrung
the tiny morsels
picked to eat
in afterthoughts
of growls
eyes vacant,
scene displayed
and on reflection
he had never been there
at all
A contest entry
- About your Person by NurseChilly.
1400 points, ended July 22, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
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perfection.. so lovely and so good, many thanks for the entry to this contest and i will get this damned thing judged soon enough, so sorry, about the delay
Gilly.xxxx
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It wasn't what I expected from the title but it certainly gave me pause to think about the way I'm trying to end this loneliness. Good luck in the contest.
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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nice, nice. I like how you used the lines in this, the lines all flow together, like a little thought you'd have in your head. Very nice write and so easy to read, Domz, One!
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