Deep snow
of hidden lies.
Winter touches my heart.
Spring dreams flourish, buds of true white.
Summer.
Author notes
Prompt :
“whiter words”-
A contest entry
- whiter words by Nicolette.
1500 points, ended November 20, 2008, 33 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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There is a nice progression of thought (and time) here in this cinquain and I like the way you've weaved seasons into this - almost reads like a time-line of the heart, as well as the way the individual lines allows the reader "separate" thoughts.
A lovely entry - thank you for sharing it with us.
~ Nicolette
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This is amazing, beautiful image in my mind as I read your words like magic.
Good luck in the contest
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what a great contrast and a transition into the next season. "spring dreams flourish" how lovely
Good luck in the contest
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This was really beautiful. Such words that drift into the readers mind.. From breasts to gentle and beautiful huh? maybe you should see a counsellor lol.
Good luck in the contest.
Angel
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I married the counsellor
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