And the sky was lit in a cold flame
The clouds were alive in wild paint
But all of it blurred together
As the rain came down
And drowned the fire.
Author notes
Written while I was in my drawing class, we were brain storming ideas and i could do was think of words. Couldnt figure out how to start and end it though, it's an in-between-er.
A contest entry
- Incompleted Thoughts (quick and easy contest) by McRae by nature.
700 points, ended November 17, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Ohhh yeh...
this stirs the muse.
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Very clever. This is exactly what I was talking about. A brilliant flash of words, the pilot light before the flames. Great write.
Carrie
Hope the flames can come on this one and you will be able to complete it eventually.
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It makes for a great in between section. Maybe start it with a fire or heat idea which freazes over giving like frost bite and end with the beaty of the fire dying as the smoke rises to a new beginning, like a phoenix perhaps.
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I really like this. It's strange because it matches the tone and vocabulary of my little snippet. let me know if you want to collaborate.
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