Borne on wings spelling silence -
silvery sketches in the sleeping sky -
soaring in skeins of evening thread
in a slumbering summer's July.
The mouse scurries, a slippery sound,
whispering in swaying reeds.
Snakes slither smoothly, hissing
shaking overgrown weeds.
Swooping down in stifling air -
struggles soon to cease,
caught in claws like knots of wood -
the sun dawns, blush cerise.
Seeping and spilling, light
stumbling back to the nest
owlets awaiting supper
and I awaiting rest.
Author notes
I know. The rhythm and flow is bad. I don't care. It was fun.
A contest entry
- MY FIRST CONTEST! PEN ME A POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! by BB-Rabbit.
490 points, ended October 22, 2008, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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This is simply beautiful. The alliteration and stunning imagery should have gotten a gold trophy! I think it's amazing
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I dont think it was bad I think it is a great write good luck to you in the contest best wishes always be well
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great job!
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