Write on the clouds
traversing, if anyone takes
my letters to you,
but, no hikes,
failed to deliver.
The silent zephyr,
neither understand freedom,
nor to serve imprisonment;
to ward off cold of my soul.
Author notes
prompt:
“No one is free, even the birds are chained to the sky.”
-Bob Dylan
A contest entry
- 20-40 Words by She Stole My Voice.
400 points, ended December 15, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Hopefully waiting for your precious comments
Comments
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Oh my god.
This has a VERY good chance of winning.
I'm bookmarking this when the contest is over.
♥
Thank you for entering.
-rainbow
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