I trudged out alone to the grazing pastures,
through raucous herds of cattle
to pluck a purple poppy -
and I wandered back with me.
Author notes
24 words.
In a list
A contest entry
- solitude by tara wilson.
2700 points, ended August 20, 2008, 42 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I certainly know what that field sounds like..lol...it's so nice to experience silence, after noise like this..nice take..thanks for your entry
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through raucous herds of cattle~~ very visual. Nice read. Good luck in the contest.
Joe
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The concept of being with yourself is most compelling and a good take on the prompt.
Thanks for this.
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A vibrant image of the country cropped up in my mind on reading this! Beautiful write!
I liked the reference to the purple poppy!
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This is a neat little piece. I like the midwest vibe I get. The country is such a great place for self-refection
buenas suertes!
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Purple poppy
I think they are a bit rare.
For a poet beautiful if you can find one.
And I think the poem finds one.
Congrats: 24 words write and so many thoughts conveyed in the few words
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NICE!!!!! I LIKED
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Very nicely done. Short but succinct. Good luck in the contest
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Wow, so poignant!!
The title drew me in and your words kept me here while I watched them working their magic on me!
A damn beautiful write!
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That's a subtle and pretty write.
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I just read another entry for this contest and it looks like they're going to have some tuff (tough - I'm blanking) judging! Love this color combo!
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