in the closet,
collecting dust
these new black shoes…
sat,
without promise
I’ve always known-
Someday-
I’d wear them
In this casket…
nobody, notices
Author notes
one day
A contest entry
- Prompt 40 words or less... by mysticstorm.
600 points, ended February 28, 2009, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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very nice write... like the last lines... it is like a pow!! unexpected
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I think you must wear those shoes and dance, Mal
. What a lovely write - yes... now you have me wondering what shoes I'll wear on that day!!
~ Nicolette
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wanna dance?
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you know i should send you the picutre of my closest filled with my heels. I got a bunch. I have some i have only worn once. But i get what you mean
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yeah, things we never think about...
by the way...
show me your panty draw instead ...
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This is a really lovely write with awesome word choices and nicely constructed images. The way you've set it out really works, too. Well done on the gold
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Wow! This has true depth and feeling.
Sad,though it is.
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Oh what a wonderful, sad ending!
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How creative and deep...much said in sadness and few words...well done.
Best,
mystic
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