last night
after work.
I built a little model ship
I painted its sides a light brown
and made it a quite nice red sail.
when I was done,
I went out to the yard, where,
behind it, sat an old graveyard.
I mounted my foot on the wall
and climbed upon it.
With a thud, I jumped on the snowy floor.
I passed by the graves,
Momentarily pausing, at ones that were large,
Or caught my eye.
A contest entry
- Have another crack at this swift one by Ken-Maverick.
625 points, ended February 6, 14 entries
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Comments
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JUDGED!
Interesting direction you took, enjoyed the read
All the best to you in the contest, thanks for your entry
Ken

