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picture this- your perspective

poet Anonymous

Poetry Contest

this morning, walking with my 4yo daughter i felt the same trust the bond in her nimble grip of her hand on my finger. I tried my best to describe the moment the overwhelming feeling in words. I need your help..nail it with your pen.

one entry per Poet.

120 words max.

any form.

one week.

see the picture. describe what you feel/see.

i'll be the sole judge. if i die before the comp ends it should go to public vote.

Photo credit: istock.com / Rufous52

Razzerleaf
Razzerleaf
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom
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Counting digits

I placed a moment out of reach,
too young to explain the details
embroidered on its
white cotton sleeve.
 
I trusted it to mother,
she carried it behind closed eyes,
curved reflections pushing shapes  
into a wrapped tight blanket.
 
I watched the light as it entered open eyes,
then scattered into saucers,
settling like fish returning
to the deepest parts of the pool.
We lay there casting quiet,
as the battle tent raged above us.

I held that moments single note,
gripped by translucent fingernails
so small, so imperfectly real.
Inhaled your sweet and perfect pale
that deepened scent of skin revealed.

My breath spread incantations
that promised you my touch.
The kiss I forged on your forehead
would only let in dreams, tell stories
of the worlds we’d weave and all
the songs they’ll come to sing.
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poet Anonymous

Counting digits

I placed a moment out of reach,
too young to explain the details
embroidered on its
white cotton sleeve.
 
I trusted it to mother,
she carried it behind closed eyes,
curved reflections pushing shapes  
into a wrapped tight blanket.
 
I watched the light as it entered open eyes,
then scattered into saucers,
settling like fish returning
to the deepest parts of the pool.
We lay there casting quiet,
as the battle tent raged above us.

I held that moments single note,
gripped by translucent fingernails
so small, so imperfectly real.
Inhaled your sweet and perfect pale
that deepened scent of skin revealed.

My breath spread incantations
that promised you my touch.
The kiss I forged on your forehead
would only let in dreams, tell stories
of the worlds we’d weave and all
the songs they’ll come to sing.
Written by Razzerleaf
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Razzerleaf said:

Welcome Rzzerleaf!
thank You for giving this comp a flying start with such a beautiful entry.
All the best.

poet Anonymous

Just 6 more days come on humans!!

poet Anonymous

5 more days C'mon poets...

anna_grin
anna_grin
ilchruthach
Dangerous Mind
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i think you have to write this one yourself cf x

poet Anonymous

anna_grin said:i think you have to write this one yourself cf x
well... sometimes ...some subjects just stay beyond words/expression for me...hence the appeal. I reckon the first entry is awesome already...so there's more than just hope 😊


PittinixDesigns
PittinixDesigns
Thought Provoker
Jamaica
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My First Child

I love to take my 3-year-old daughter shopping.
She’s my first child.
I hold her by the hand,
And off we go together down the street.
I start walking too fast for her,
She asks me to slow down.
I observe her stride,
And three of her steps make one of mine.

I take her to Taco Bell to buy her an ice cream.
The ice cream falls off the cone,
And it makes a splatter on the floor.
She points to the ground and cries,
“Daddy, daddy, I want back my ice cream!”

We go to the sweet shop to get her a treat.
The little girl wants everything she sees.
Oh, she’s such a delight!
She brightens up my day,
And she makes the vendor smile.
She gets a large lollipop and she beams.

We’re now in the department store.
I’ll buy some new clothes for her.
She tries on a pair of slippers.
They look so cute on her tiny feet.
She takes a Raggedy Ann doll to the cashier,
And then she skips along with me.

It’s fun to walk with her around the block.
A neighbour waves to us and say,
“She’s such a sweet little darling!”
And an elderly woman asks me,
“Is she your first child?”
Written by PittinixDesigns
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poet Anonymous

My First Child

I love to take my 3-year-old daughter shopping.
She’s my first child.
I hold her by the hand,
And off we go together down the street.
I start walking too fast for her,
She asks me to slow down.
I observe her stride,
And three of her steps make one of mine.

I take her to Taco Bell to buy her an ice cream.
The ice cream falls off the cone,
And it makes a splatter on the floor.
She points to the ground and cries,
“Daddy, daddy, I want back my ice cream!”

We go to the sweet shop to get her a treat.
The little girl wants everything she sees.
Oh, she’s such a delight!
She brightens up my day,
And she makes the vendor smile.
She gets a large lollipop and she beams.

We’re now in the department store.
I’ll buy some new clothes for her.
She tries on a pair of slippers.
They look so cute on her tiny feet.
She takes a Raggedy Ann doll to the cashier,
And then she skips along with me.

It’s fun to walk with her around the block.
A neighbour waves to us and say,
“She’s such a sweet little darling!”
And an elderly woman asks me,
“Is she your first child?”
Written by PittinixDesigns
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PittinixDesigns said:

Welcome dear Friend. Thank You for the beautiful entry.🙏

poet Anonymous

C'mon folks just two days left.

Amorous_tryst
Amorous_tryst
Dangerous Mind
United States
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The Grip

 


trusting
assured
unhurried
reluctantly released
for a future unseen

even with the changing tide

trusting
assured
unhurried
reluctantly released
for a future unseen

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poet Anonymous

The Grip

 


trusting
assured
unhurried
reluctantly released
for a future unseen

even with the changing tide

trusting
assured
unhurried
reluctantly released
for a future unseen

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Amorous_tryst said:

Oh my God!!
Thank You Sis!!

Valeriyabeyond
Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Dangerous Mind
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Without Knowing

Awakened  
upon a comforting breast  
Familiar,  predetermined
imbedded knowledge where  
reality manifests  
who we are  
 
The passage of time
its structured pace allows
for the joining of spirits
Heart to heart intimate  
details come to life  
 
Take my hand,  little one  
Know me,  through the ages  
Love me, as I love you  
Trust me, for eternity  
My love for you  
 empowers my vibration  
To have you in my life
 fills me
 with a deep gratitude  
 
 Words could never express  
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
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poet Anonymous

Without Knowing

Awakened  
upon a comforting breast  
Familiar,  predetermined
imbedded knowledge where  
reality manifests  
who we are  
 
The passage of time
its structured pace allows
for the joining of spirits
Heart to heart intimate  
details come to life  
 
Take my hand,  little one  
Know me,  through the ages  
Love me, as I love you  
Trust me, for eternity  
My love for you  
 empowers my vibration  
To have you in my life
 fills me
 with a deep gratitude  
 
 Words could never express  
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
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Valeriyabeyond said:
Welcome Val.

thank You so much for this stunning entry.

Grace
Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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The Lost Children

a single shoe by the road
filled with rainwater
soggy with faint smell
of an earthy foot

a little girl picked it up
pour out the water
she looked around
wondering who it belonged to

she ran towards the field
at the other end
where flowers bloomed
and butterflies fluttered around

a little boy stood
picking at flower petals
singing gustily aloud
laughing when butterflies floated by

they looked at each other
tow headed boy black haired girl
shoes forgotten, they held hands
and ran around on the field

they chased fluffy bunnies
played with two squirrels
a little honey bear
a few frogs and a dragon fly

they chatted with a praying mantis
blew bubbles from singing reeds
rolled down the mossy hill
drank nectar from blooms

then they heard a wailing
they saw a boy wrapped
in a black shiny shroud
and someone crying

'don't be sad, Jeremiah
they cried harder when
it was me, that got ran
over by my daddy's car'

the two little shadows
walked slowly away
fading into the night
entering the lights

they heard the laughter
of happy children
playing on a heavenly
playground and they smiled

Jeremiah and Azlina
joined the happy crowd
they no longer hear scary
voices in the night, serving pain

Or felt the horror
of hands pinching and grasping
as they take their pleasure
from pained little bodies.
Written by Grace (Idryad)
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