What's being held from my sight
is the strength of my own might.
A blast from my past lays the foundations
to my future's fierce attainment.
Arriving full circle then as I stumble
right into the passionate rumble
that will garner all my ineptness
leading me into insightful depthness.
This backdrop of all my sore sorrows
was needed to artistify my tomorrows.
Inside of the 'pot' is where the dish gets hot.
I get the 'grit' that I need inside winter's cot.
Author notes
Option 3:
"In the depths of Winter, I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer" - Albert Camus
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A contest entry
- *Ahem* In the mood for a quickie? Come in and join the fun! ^_^ by chilali.
800 points, ended November 13, 2008, 19 entries
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Great take on the prompt. Loved the flow and rhymes. They did not seem forced at all. And I always love that. Thank you for entering and good luck
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Thank you, you give such interesting contests lol
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Great take on the prompt, such a good flow to go with the great rhyme. Well done as always.
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Thanks Zlol
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great rhyme
Best of luck in the contest
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Thank you
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I enjoyed this one. It was quite a happy write, which I haven't seen much of lately, but this is definitely an excellent piece! I wish you luck in the contest! ^^
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Thank you so much...its an interesting contest for sure lol
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