Water totters, newly,
after being raised high, like child
in arms
swung up and dropped down
and spilling over
and down
down chisel-cliff
of mountains of new ideas
down slither of slide
with plunge-deep prickles
down gullies and gradations
clutching bits of what held
and then did not
only to plunge
gasping and gyrating for life
in small pools of wonder
that coddle courage
until it breast strokes away
as it should
Author notes
jpg = http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/999/999734yqlbloeokb.jpg
In a list
A contest entry
- PIF PROMPT CONTEST by penman.
1500 points, ended December 7, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Creative and interesting. Blessings.


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Beautifully written! A very creative write on the picture. Congratulations on the HM


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Wonderful
Very creative and well done. Best of luck in the contest.

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ty, pen friend. I appreciate the challenge to get writing again...and the HM.
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