Dust rising all around
as light as feathers.
Needing to be serious
yet, falling all about.
Each step a jump,
skip, hop, from duty.
Wonders that fill my mind
I'm not the first.
Am I the last?
Author notes
Sure thing, sometimes you can never tell, This was two Shadows on the moon, and clumsy.
A contest entry
- Something a Little Bit Different by SomeGirlYouKnew.
1200 points, ended December 14, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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i really like what you have written here, wow, i love the idea of this about walking on the moon and wondering about who's been there before, it's really nifty, best of luck in the contest
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A lovely poem to read with nice imagery. Best of luck in the contest. Take care, Sandy
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thanks for entering my contest.
this is interesting in the way that it leaves a lot unsaid and alludes to so much more.
im wondering which option you chose, becaues its not quite obvious to me. could you please put that in your author notes?
thank you ^_^ and good luck.
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