Paint the Sky, Paint the Grass

Wisps of clouds alight, flame within the sky
With suns final glare, its blood painting the sky

Grass which holds me close and cool

That sways in gentle evenings breath

Alone I lay, save earth and sun to know

I long to let go of sight, let go of my pain

I long for you, my reason and my life

The most beautiful piece of art never to be seen

The dress of our joining, reminding me of you

You swore you would hang on for me

But now the grass is painted with your blood

And there is mine......

A contest entry

By me, right now

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redmoonnrizing
July 17
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This is a nice piece. It has good imagery and flows very well.
Lively Matter
July 6

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Mystic
Tis awesome imagery deary, and written very well. I agree with Kate that it's really sad, to me though, it sounds like its the end of a battle that you won but lossed at the same time. Tis really good, keep it up.
Kathraina
July 6

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Oh wow, there's such sadness here.
Fantastic job with this piece, great imagery and emotions invoked here.
Bravo

♥ Kate