Squaw warm
with tender thoughts
of brave,
though bitter winds
blow endlessly,
clouds hover ominously.
A contest entry
- Say It In Fifteen Words by piccola.
900 points, ended July 26, 48 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nice use of the 15 words. Thank you for entering.
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I'm not usually a fan of this type of poetry. However, I love the imagery and the topic. I think you should re-write it as a longer poem



