Good luck comes to those
who have infinite patience,
I pray the gods of circumstance
give me the assiduity
to catch it as it passes
like a red balloon
whose string brushes my fingertips.
A contest entry
- Quickie reserve now for 8 ppl 20-40 Words by Kari.
1000 points, ended May 16, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Patience?
Patience my ass
I want to kill something!
Tired of the balloons passing by.
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A beautifully-fashioned and polished piece of poetry, and a real pleasure to read.
Bill
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luck on the fly
Should you grasp this fine ficelle the one brings you
all that's well ....ah the red balloon ...and a smile
when you tie it on your finger ..
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I love the imagery in the end. the last couple lines are my favourite part.
this is wonderful.
congrats on bronze
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Awesome wording. Thanks for your entry.
Kari
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This was very sweet. You were very original with the prompt and took it ever so nicely. Your word choice is great. Great job and good luck in the contest.
Josh
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