Whispers sway
in aching trees,
on small hours
of night.
Standing out
beneath the star-lit sky,
watching the moon
escape the clouds.
An owl screams
silently gliding
questioning.
Author notes
Prompt: 3A.M.
A contest entry
- Prompt 30 words or less... by mysticstorm.
600 points, ended February 28, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Let me know How this makes you feel, what do you think?
Comments
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this should have won gold. whatsa matter with judges????
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This would have diffenitly placed gold with this reader. It inspires me to trot along silently one step behind you as it "takes a reader there". That owl is on the hunt for sure.
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Awesome imagery, dear brother. Always enjoy your writes.
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Great imagery and soft thoughts...love the first stanza...well done.
Best,
mystic
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