Gardens are like a signature scrawled across grounds
of those who plunge their hands in loam and sigh,
sigh for smells
and minutae of life
spilling through raised fingers
sigh for the vision of self seen
abstracted in flowers,
sigh green,
with distilled breath of
fruit and herb.
A contest entry
- Pick a word - Write a poem in 10 LINES or less (G) by The Fun House.
1050 points, ended December 25, 2008, 21 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is breath taking. I do love it entirely. It has such a grace about it that you cannot help but to fall in love with it. Lovely, simply lovely.
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