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Walking the Lake

In the last vestiges of day
my furious stroke of leg
repeats its twin

Chased from its strain
the ipod tune fades
to the rolling canvas
of a summer storm

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A contest entry

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  • Jasmine Rayne
    August 14, 2008

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    Once again, your imagery is fantastic. ^_^ The poem reminds me of my Aunt Barbara- who runs regularly. :]

    "Chased from its strain
    the ipod tune fades
    to the rolling canvas
    of a summer storm"

    Beautiful. I like how you captured the modernized world- which in my opinion is something failing miserable D:- and turned it into something beautiful. :]

    A well deserved gold trophy. ^_^ We just had a summer storm in my town!







    -Lily♥


  • Age of Rain
    August 6, 2008

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    WHAT a visual. This was an amazing take on the prompt and so BEAUTIFULLY done. Very vivid and very you! I'm glad you are back and collecting trophies. I've missed your work


  • Little Eagle Greeters member
    August 6, 2008

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    Thank you for your entry

    Nice imagery. A summer storm does give a certain melody, a fierce one at that. I like your interpretation of the prompt.

    I encourage you to keep writing to read and comment.

    God Bless
    Tammy