Casting praise upward,
caught by sunlight's
waiting, eager hands
beauty reflected back
blinding my eyes
precious harmony drifts
through heightened hearing
a rousing crescendo
gives my heart
wings to soar.
A contest entry
- Quickie Word Prompt by Little Eagle.
300 points, ended August 6, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Feel free to be as critical (or not) as you like...
Comments
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Thank you for your entry
Lovely imagery. This makes me think of someone singing praises to God or praying to God and then that praise and prayer being reflected back to the person.
I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.
God Bless
Tammy
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I like this.


