Roads slick with rain mixed
with wet snow, leaf covered
lawns shimmer in the
streetlights, a half moon
casts a dim light, shadows
change with the wind.
A window shutter hangs
precariously, an alley
cat struts across the lane-way.
Trees limbs, bare, black against
the grey night. Herald autumns
marching towards winter.
A contest entry
- QUICKIE: seasons [2/4] by etoile.
550 points, ended November 17, 2008, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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i love your imagery. this describes a very nice scenario and your take on the prompt was very good.
thanks for entering and goodluck
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Very good. The imagery is vivid and your word choices excellent. Beautifully written!
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I really enjoyed this. The technique of dividing lines as they fall creates motion in the poem - not unlike the leaves scattered on the ground. The poem seems to move forward as on a walk - as with the last line.
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