Pheasants of forgotten fields
chase rabbits through fresh snow-
morning mist floats on the bridge,
the 'keeper's whistle blows.
A contest entry
- Short and sweet by TheCSIgurl.
900 points, ended October 6, 34 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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I'd say this is for the birds
but I'd be sorely mistaken
each flier has agenda's
with his own

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Hello My Friend
Hello Alex, What a beautiful poem. The imagery is lovely and fills the readers senses with only a few words. Excellent write and nice rhyme! Take care, Hugs and Smiles, Sandy
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What a haunting vision this is... nice.


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Thank you so much.
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nice


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knowing
where you're blowing
getting to where
you should be going...

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Mwah. x
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Ooooh! Great!
Your images are fantastic, and your rhythm is flawless! I totally dig it.


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