You promised me a rainbow
that would glisten
above grey clouds
seeking to destroy
tendrils of belonging
beneath a whisper
of timeless grandeur.
We'll fly to that kaleidescope
of colour,
where mountains are born.
Author notes
Option 4. - Word Bank
- Rainbow
- Together
- Glisten
- Grey
- Fly
- Whisper
Use all those words in one poem. Does not have to be in that order.
A contest entry
- With prompts in mind..... by Hannie.
700 points, ended December 15, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Where mountains are born, this left me with such a beautiful thought. One of my favourite lines of yours (would make a great contest) The whole piece is outstanding and as I wade through all I have missed I wonder why I bother when the talent of you shines above all! Best to you in the contest
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Woo. Awesome poem great take to the prompt...thanks a bunch for entering!!!
Hannie. -
Excellent
What a great creation for the wordbank. Best of luck in the contest.
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