before he died, I realized he
had slowly become more than
the promise of tomorrow and
the experience of yesterdays
becoming doesn't end on this
earth when we touch others or
live on in the winds of change
Author notes
prompt:
"He had begun to germinate." James Morrow
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest by Polaja.
1200 points, ended February 7, 12 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Such an opener for your short write here...You do have a way with words..Delightful reading...Reminds me of some of the great writers
"Becoming doesn't end on this earth when we touch other or live on in the winds of change"
Bravo!
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I love the first stanza of this poem - it is such a precise way of stating a wealth of thought - brilliantly done
the last line of the second stanza was lovely - I really like the take on the prompt thank you for entering my contest!
Polly
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Wow. That first stanza especially is amazing. I love how the second stanza kind of summarizes the first, but I could see the first as a poem all on its own. Wow. I've had this thought on many occasions, and so I try to create in writing and art so I can perhaps live on even after leaving this earth. Beautifully expressed.
~lost
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True
Those I've know alive have changed me as much or more since have passed away. Epiphanies and growth often with much reflection like saying, "I wish I knew what I know now WHEN I WAS YOUNGER." For, if I had, I would have changed sooner.
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This is so beautiful. I love the message it delivers so artfully. Bravo!
Mariana
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