Dreaming,
I'm staring at
3000 straight pins
in the sand
pricking and prodding
at my tender feet
burned from days
in the sun
There you have it
my love
A contest entry
- ,words disappear .words once so clear by Kirs.
725 points, ended December 25, 2008, 21 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So...
Comments
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Intense
It was just that. Every space and alignment was unique, charismatic and full of energy. Well done [insert username here (user info hidden)] haha.

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wow - what an image! When one's feet are badly burned, it can feel like thousands of needles prickling.....
nicely done
best wishes in the contest


