Winds are blowing; I sense fear in the air
For what is eminent is only a message away
I tried to hold on; sneak through what I could
But loss is only a heartbeat away
You were good; strong; and I saw what you felt
I lost you.....for I was deviant
I know now; only what distance can tell
I lost all that was; all that could have been
I know now what you possibly could have meant
All through the eyes of the dust storm....
Author notes
Image inspired.
A contest entry
- Contest. by PerfectImperfection.
800 points, ended December 10, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A nice interpretation of the image and what it spoke to you. There is an emotional drain, and acceptance of loss - but one that cannot seem to let go. Thank you for your entry!
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Wordless messages sung in the wind carrying truth to the heart that listens... Well done and best of luck.
Ken
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I'm fascinated by your interpretation
of the prompt.
The idea of the wind as a messenger is interesting and draws on a wealth of familiar images. Makes me think of ill and restless winds. Like the wind has moods.
Well done.
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