She uttered his name with enthusiasm and eloquence;
each syllable smacked against her lips, spreading a ripple across her face
like silent waters on a fresh Spring morning.
His dulcet tones amused her; his hair, a tangle and his clothes a mess;
she fascinated him - her long, shiny hair and her pallid skin as smooth as silk.
His cyncism was cruel, but she overcame it with her buoyancy
and he loved every single single note that escaped her lips through song.
'Under my Umbrella,' she wrote in the stars. 'We will be uncovered.'
Then her eyes glittered with kaleidoscopes - every colour of the rainbow,
reflected in asymmetrical spheres and oval tears,
he loved the way his heart couldn't help trascend into believing -
that's how the heartbroken repent.
Author notes
14/150
Fridayss :]
words used ::
cynicism, dulcet, eloquence, kaleidoscope, ripples, umbrella, silence, silk, tangle, trascend
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Comments
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Wow this was just gorgeous!
Love your visuals and the way
you mixed in the words so
perfectly from the word bank.
This was a true beauty!
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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Hmm How do the heartbroken repent, and what for I loved this it really made you think.
The Positives:
great imagery and emotion I found this very intreging
Room For Improvement:
Nothing I can see you did wonderful
My Favorite Part:
His cyncism was cruel, but she overcame it with her buoyancy
and he loved every single single note that escaped her lips through song.
'Under my Umbrella,' she wrote in the stars. 'We will be uncovered.'
You really did a great job with that word bank those kinds of prompts are hard.
Overall:
I give this an 8/10 you did great. I hope to see you in my future contests thanks so much for entering.
~*~Apathetic Poison~*~ -
OOh the last line really hits hard. Great poem.
His dulcet tones amused her
-great line.
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