Sitting in an abandoned field
The sun warming the air
My eyes drifting slowly shut
As I feel the breeze on my hair
Absorbing natures sounds
The warmth, even things I know aren't there
Waiting in silence
For the one thing I long to hear
It starts softly at first
Then slowly grows nearer
A rhythmical sound
The sound I'll never fear
I hear them now
Louder and louder
Their sound entrancing
Like a fine piece of music
All natures glory
Combined into one sound
The sound of hoofbeats
Hitting the ground
A contest entry
- Calling ALL Poets and Poetess' FAVORITE THINGS IN LIFE by deleteduser.
700 points, ended October 14, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So this was an attempt at a new style for me.. I rhymed... *gasps* how DARE I... lol for those who know me you will know what a challenge it is for me to rhyme
Comments
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Most wonderful! Very creative, besides having a wonderful flow, well placed rhymes, and good content.
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