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Cherished

slowly tender lips brush bleach
from white cheeks
cold magnolia turns
rose blush

gently sensitive fingertips lift
dead locks from dust
to shimmer bright a crown
of gold

within loving gaze
memories stray from lonely mind
leaving dark's endless
maze

of cobweb corpse and crust

souls spark in four hands

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Prompt: Ashes
50 words

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  • etoile
    December 12, 2008

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    nice take on the prompt! this was an interesting poem and i really liked it. the imagery was beautiful, especially the first couple stanzas. i really like the ending, it's very unique beautifully written.

    thanks for entering and goodluck


  • Mairi bheag gold member
    December 8, 2008
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    Such a fragile image!

  • Starz of Heaven gold member
    December 6, 2008

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    This is a lovely right indeed I do believe from the ashes of life most beautiful things become thanks for sharing much love always


  • Sandi Alford gold member
    December 5, 2008

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    From ashes...

    two chrysalis emerge and take flight!

    Absolutely gorgeous imagery dear heart, with a gentleness that caresses the senses. Perfect title association, fantastiche!

    de beste wensen in de wedstrijd!
    de groetjes,
    lief, Sandi


  • penman gold member
    December 2, 2008
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    wonderful

    such a very descriptive and well expressed choice of words. Best of luck in the contest.

  • mimiagatha
    November 30, 2008

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    at which stage is a butterfly a butterfly? just when seen, or only when unseen, or even before being born as it was... always there about to be born? there are many ways to describe a wheel, there is a wonderful myra way amongst them


  • donnz
    November 29, 2008
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    taste of wine

    The complexities you blend are as a fine wine
    Intoxicating
    Bravo & Salud'


  • Ariosto II. gold member
    November 29, 2008

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    your words and lines are gems spilled on a velvet cloth
    and yet the pattern they fall into is the real miracle.

    I love your work


  • Sandal
    November 29, 2008

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    love the title

    This is the difference that one person can make to another, through recognising the inherent loveliness of humanity within. This is the fable of the phoenix in other words.

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