Storms rage
attempting to tear asunder
all that you cultivated
with supple hands
Stripped of your encombrance
and left to wonder
what new heights you'll reach
when left bare
A contest entry
- something's there by Lavender Butterfly.
550 points, ended November 4, 2008, 14 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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there is something quite touching about this write... x
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