Dandelion seeds riding on the wind
Blowing every direction they can,
Spreading out and chasing their own path.
Each seed a new life, a new dream.
Hoping to grow and flourish
Wherever the wind takes them.
Some seeds don't fly too far,
But others travel as far as they can.
But each one struggles the same,
In this great big world they inhabit.
I guess its impossible to tell where
Each of these seeds will end up.
One thing is for sure though,
They will be riding the wind.
Riding until they find where they
Were always meant too be.
A contest entry
- Wanted: Free Verse rich in metaphor by BellaD.
950 points, ended August 1, 2008, 15 entries
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Comments
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I really like the concept here and how you've used figurative language, but I would like to see the poem continue to develop or reach a more satisfying conclusion. This builds up nicely in the first 10-12 lines but, for me, kind of loses momentum after that. I hope that doesn't sound too critical as I do like your poem overall. Thank you for your entry.
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