A wind blows, the candle shall go out,
a raven black within the open door.
She smiles, one feathered eye aglow.
Years gather like sparrows at twilights wish.
No surpise, you've grown a heart one inch away
from having all your dreams remembered.
A contest entry
- Click 66: My Birthday! by perfectsunset.
750 points, ended November 13, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Aww what a beautfully metaphorical
piece just the way I fancy!
Thank you so much for taking
the time to scribe me a
poem for my birthday.
I truly appreciate it,
and adore it!
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Thanks, for the HM, PS! And happy birthday.
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Beautifully written with a bit of dark imagery...your just a writin fool dude
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Yeah, that dark is always popping up in the most unusual places...
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