There is a flower with a suitcase
sitting on the open road;
it stepped out of the rat race
and gave up that tired load.
The sunshine feels much better there,
the blacktop's always hot;
though no one seems to really care,
perhaps they all forgot.
Tidy, every piece is set
where freedom rules the roost;
the flower and the bees have met;
the suitcase gets a boost.
Author notes
credit for the contest photo goes to: fistfulofsand.deviantart.com/art/Suitcase-In-Road-22979064
A contest entry
- Tell me the story of this object ~ Suitcase by AutumnGypsy.
650 points, ended September 30, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This made me smile for some reason, I'm not sure why, perhaps it is because it was a happier interpretation of the prompt than I expected. Best to you in the contest
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Awesome awesome flow. I try so hard to do that but i still need more work. its a pleasure reading your worl. well done
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Flow
Sometimes it helps me if I have a melody running through my mind while writing...helps me keep a rhythm
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