I'll collect the red from the apples and strawberries when they ripe.
The orange from the orange trees in the morning light.
The yellow from the sun, I'll collect when it is new.
The green of the grass fresh with morning dew.
Blue from the sky and brooks. and let the mingle in the hues.
Purple when the sun gives the night a deep lavender touch.
The brown is where I lay it down on the ground's rich with lust.
Black and white is how I'll frame it all going around twice.
Them with a touch of silver and gold, I'll make you a great big bow.
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest 15 entries less then 100 words #29 by mysticstorm.
650 points, ended November 18, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Best Writes Since 1st November 2008! by Midnight-x-Rose.
700 points, ended November 15, 2008, 67 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Best Writes Since 1st November 2008! by Midnight-x-Rose.
700 points, ended November 15, 2008, 67 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Lovely imagery and flow...
sweet and creative...
xoxoxoxox
mystic -
awww beautifully sweet.
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wow, this is beautiful, the second line should read "from" tho, woops silly typos, but a beautiful write, best of luck in the contest
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What a lovely description of your wonderful bow. So many beautiful colors. Good luck in the contest.
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