The scent of flowers
Tumbles on the breeze
Carefree, sun shining
My soul refreshed
Ready for beauty awaiting
I run to meet the source of the scent
Somber faces, crying eyes
Amongst rose blossoms
In the centre, my own body lay
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest 15 entries 40 words or less #32 by mysticstorm.
650 points, ended November 8, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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What a trip!
You really got me on this one! Very original and not cliche at all like so many "rose" poems! ha ha. I really liked this poem a lot. It was like you didnt even know you were dead and the place you were at was beautiful and you were free. I really liked that concept. Wonderful write.
Castaway
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Lovely in creative reality...bringing something so carefree to such a stark ending in so few words...well done...
thank you for sharing.
mystic -
well wrote
I love the way you express the feeling of freedom and then contrast it with the somber faces and crying eyes.
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Thank you much! Always appreciated.
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