Near oblivion lived a maiden young,
Naïve of beauty and open of heart
None in the valley will dare own such feat
Noble of deeds did she offer the land.
Narrow was the old river
Never one to see her go under
Nothing, only tragedy did befall the land
Author notes

T H E F A E Q U E E N
A contest entry
- Quickie... 8 Poets = 8 Trophies by AngelicDreams.
710 points, ended September 15, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think?
Comments
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It appears there were lots of rules in this poem. It is well crafted. Nicely imagined. Congratulations on the green cup.
Mike

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This is one line less than the minimum.
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Your prompt is:
In a minimum of 7 lines, use a word that starts with the letter O in each sentence (using the same word more than 2 times is not allowed), start each line with a word that starts with an N (using the same word more than once is not allowed), and use the word tragedy once. Please do not exceed 20 lines.
Thank you for entering and good luck


