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Leaving At The Flowerbed

We become sentient statues

When we stand still together -

When I sink to your neck,

When I fold to your back,

While we slowly droop,

Wilting our last moments away.

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Gillian -Noelle

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  • MizzConstrued
    December 1
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    Short, but not short on imagery. Well done.

  • JToddUnderhill
    December 1
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    Another...

    .... fine entry into my challenge. This brought to mind old vampire stories for me. I loved it, as I am working on a book of nothing but Vampire Poems as my second book to be put our in 2011


    • Gillian-Noelle
      December 1
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      Gosh,I'd never even noticed how this piece could be referencing vampires. And it my own poem and me a vampire fan.


  • Tqop
    November 28
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    Wow! This is so romantic. I love how it just flows and makes you smile.

  • I love your imagery here

  • poets whisper silver member
    February 16
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    thanks for entering


  • ToxicSuicide
    February 7

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    First things first, I love the imagination in this poem. Especially comparing two people to flowers. The last line had to be my favorite part, "Wilting our last moments away." Honestly it's a bit short for my taste but it's one of the better shorter poems I've read. Thank you for entering my contest and good luck!
    ~ToxicSuicide.

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