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Cherry

By Bee

Thu, 24 Jul 2014
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8 comments
 

If lungs could plead
they'd beg the air, still black 

with stifled breath and quake of fear
to thwart the cries of birth

and death, and bruise a kiss of life
against the trembling lips 

of fading hope 
and will her to survive.

Certificate U
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Comments

Submitted by scratch on

Four two-line stanzas.  Forty three words.  Brilliant.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you, scratch, for taking the time to count, for the praise -(thrilled) and for the cherries-(delighted)

Bee x

 

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

So much said in so few words Bee. 

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Jenny.

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

this is lovely and very poignant. Again, a story behind the words I am sure.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you so much Jean. Really pleased you liked it.

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

Bee, this is beautiful. The paring gives it so much welly. I can't describe it more eloquently or give it justice.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Vera, your words of encouragement mean so much. Thank you.

Bee