I gazed into
my soul’s looking glass,
seeing a world
beyond my need,
leaving behind claws
so I could pick up bandages
for other’s wounds.
Author notes
25 words
prompt: dying to self
A contest entry
- dying to self by going nowhere.
700 points, ended February 26, 2009, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Brilliantly Done:
Very beautiful and deep.
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Interesting take on the prompt, very original and creative...nicely done! Congrats on the gold!!
wyatt
xxx
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GREAT
so sweet poem.i really like it .nice job
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Wonderful! Such an indepth piece you have penned here.
Nest wishes in the contest.
Gaylene
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aw a fantastic poem so wonderfully done good luck in the contest
maralisa
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oh.. so well done. beyond oneself... dying to our desires to help others... this was just beautiful. thank you for your entry.
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OOOOh , my! Profoundly moving, and touching...Vivid images seen as you have penned this moving write! Magnificent!
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OOOOh , my! Profoundly moving, and touching...Vivid images seen as you have penned this moving write! Magnificent!
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