Challenge
Poetry contest. Twenty word minimum. First place will be decided based on the poem, of course, though the number of comments posted by others will be factored in (critiques or praise, no one word or three word quickies) and those who comment should "like" it to keep the judges looking for updated reads. Write a poem about anything. Aim for the gut. Winner gets $100.
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Rose’s Complaint
I stood sentry
and watched the nights turn into days;
I stood upright,
a soldier in my vase.
My petals shrivelled
and green leaves withered,
So deathlike still,
I stand before your heedless gaze.
© Mary C Legg/pogomcl