Lively skeletons
lift their barren arms
and release confetti
against the moaning sky.
Sucking life and stealing colour-
exhaling in gusts of chilling cries.
And I march upon
their dried corpses again
but soon they’ll replenish
the earth from which
they came.
A contest entry
- QUICKIE: seasons [2/4] by etoile.
550 points, ended November 17, 2008, 16 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow this was very well written, the imagery was amazing. and your take on the prompt was very unique and brilliant. i liked this a lot.
thanks for entering and goodluck
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wow
you managed to use a dark description to paint a vibrant picture. I think your portrayal of autumn is very original. Well done!
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