the yellow rays
highlighted the silver truck
speeding towards him
the orange rays
lit the face of the old woman
who saw him, the truck,
opened her mouth to scream-
her lipstick,
too bright for her complexion,
caught the pink rays
and for just a moment
she looked...
almost beautiful.
he saw that.
A contest entry
- with a rush by Melissa Gayle.
900 points, ended October 28, 2008, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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niiicie
however quite scary!
lovely ending. totally expressive. could see the whole thing. like a painting!
a poem's worth a thousand pictures!
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Very well done, a single moment but captured vividly.
Thanks for entering.
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