When rain falls,
droplets rest
upon skin of anticipation,
rolling;
plump beads
awaiting nourishing hands;
smoothing and bringing to life
a parched desert
left alone too long.
Shining pearls
arrest heartbeats,
as the window
becomes a curtain
between death
and an oasis.
Author notes
Prompt 1 - When rain falls...
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A contest entry
- Line Prompt by crivanea.
300 points, ended October 28, 2008, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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window
becomes a curtain
between death
and an oasis.
stunning!!!..that was my fav part..but the poem is short..so actually i love every line of it..lol..thnx for the entry ..excellent job..love the vocab/imagery -
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Thank you very much for your wonderful words and the gold trophy! I am honoured.
Katz xx
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Wow, this is stunning, you have quite a talent you know that, well done Best to you in the contest
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