"My Dove, you labour overmuch...be content,
For the beauty you have wrought!"
"Perhaps...do you like this brighter hue?"
"Perfection, now come see the garden,
It is finished, let's call it Earth,
And I know just the place,
For your newly flowering Sun..."
Author notes
credit to-Painting 1: "Sunflower"
A contest entry
- Click 28. by perfectsunset.
625 points, ended July 3, 15 entries
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Comments
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Oh wow, a very original take
on the prompt & so cleverly
expressed. I enjoyed this one
much.
Best of luck & thanks for entering
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Very nice take on the prompt. I like the way your brain worked that one. Good job Poet.
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Beautiful piece that etched a place of tranquility
and peace
Best wishes
Julie
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