you are gone
you did not close
the door:
winter and hurt
white-washed
walls and floor
windows blurred
by frost
still no
tombstone
on your grave
for your epitaph:
thorn-bird
Author notes
Prompt: Leaving
30 words
Leaving carries with it always the same elements: loss, hurt and living dead
In a list
A contest entry
- leaving by sweet arrival.
1250 points, ended September 8, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful
a very well expressed write as always. and so deserving of the honorable mention. Congratulations
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the pain in this was all too real for some reason. maybe the words you chose, maybe the placing of them, maybe the state of mind im in right now. i dont know... but beautifully done.
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Thank you so much ...
for the HM in this contest. It was a privilege to enter.
Love
Myra
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