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A Melting Snowball Perfect Night

The half-moon glints a squint seam of a lonely meager light upon the ground. Night full of sounds as scent of flowers from the garden filled the air. Reclined on an outdoor lounge chair sated in the cool whiff of undisturbed peace; gazing upon the echo evening tide enjoying a night of charm, night of a mortal dream, the sky clear, but for a few clouds drifting slothful away. 3/17/2018 Syllable count 18-16-14-12-10-8-6-4-2 Poetry Contest: A MELTING SNOWBALL Sponsored by: Line Gauthier

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Mick Talbot

Date: 4/19/2018 2:00:00 PM

O for virtual reality, I sat there with you, mentally aware of the sounds, the perfumed breeze. My head turned to the sky, counting satellites; "Aliens", you teased in good cheer. We both laughed... I did for real, my wife asked, "Do share the joke, my dear". Virtual reality, aliens, my retort, she looked at me quite queer. "Your back on Earth, a cup of tea will set you free from virtual to real". It did, but that's not for you, just me. Congratulations on your win... Mick

Susan Gentry

Date: 4/19/2018 10:29:00 AM

Congratulations on your win with this poem of a perfect night. I enjoyed it.

Mike Gentile

Date: 4/19/2018 7:26:00 AM

Congratulations' Eve, on your top win xxoo

Reason A. Poteet

Date: 4/18/2018 2:27:00 PM

Simple message of rest described with gorgeous complex imagery. Makes me want to take a break from this house and get outdoors. The weather is perfect today for just such a scene. Gold honor well-deserved, Eve.