There were no meanings behind April's grave
where I lay
unseen
as a colourless sky of folded showers
stills my world
and a pretty face sleeps in the grey
keeping time
even before the tulips
pretend they won't die
without you
Author notes
Trapped by manips-of-artist2
A contest entry
- Pretty Picture Prompt # 25 by kiwigirljacks.
700 points, ended November 18, 2008, 18 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Beautiful
congrats on bronze 
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Such beautiful imagery and soft sadness in this! Gorgeous take on the pic.
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oh, i love your words. "as a colourless sky of folded showers
stills my world
and a pretty face sleeps in the grey"
Great take on the prompt
and good luck
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Such a gentle sorrow lines your words, beautifully portrayed. Thanks for entering and good luck
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Conceding defeat, that is what I am doing, how does one compete with such beautiful sadness. Best to you in the contest
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Soft, tender and sad. Your words speak to the picture so wonderfully.
All the best in the contest
Gaylene
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