Drawn to embers glowing
~ Moths to a candle
Warm ambiance glows
Consciousness opiated
Yawn stifled,
Prayer mumbled,
Sleep washes over.
Behind closed eyes
Images are sketched
On a canvas of darkness.
Colour in peripheral vision
Swirls into centre stage
~An exhibition of imaginary talent
Enraptured like a child
Watching coloured sands of time
hold fast to the lack of light
in a tortured dance
of subconscious thoughts.
Guardian angel appears
Piercing light blazes
Comfort in company
Offers a rose
-Accepted-
Thorns pierce dream
Reality is awakened
Author notes
Word Bank:
~embers
~exhibition
~ambiance
~peripheral
~child
~thorn
~sketch
~hold fast
~moth
~guardian
~canvas
~yawn
~prayer
~sands
~opiate
Originally for a contest although i removed it because I could not write it in time.
My muse has spoken and this is the final product.
Enjoy and Sweet Dreams
In a list
A contest entry
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700 points, ended July 28, 70 entries
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Please judge as critically as you want
Comments
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P: it had a great flow and read really well.
N: to me it felt like you just threw the words from the word bank into this poem (the first stanza the most) that they had no deeper meaning.
thanks for entering -
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I agree
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Wow hun! You writing has really improved! The imagery and vocabulary in this piece is awesome! Thanks for sharing this with us!!
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I'm so glad I got over rhyming.... *shudders* I have made a pledge to never rhyme again.
-Freeverse is my new happy place . And my "style" is like free pretty verse ( it has some elements of dirty pretty although i can't STAND the genre)
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good job!!
i really like this!!
thumbs up!
good job using the word bank and making it into a marvelous poem.........!!!
=)
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