Sand

Spritely now, powdered grains brush on the docks And then rouse four winds,draped among treetops Naming stars, through far up painted moonlight Dressed in rhinestones , gold-dust hails summer rites. For Andrea Dietrich's Contest Four-Letter Words:An Acrostic ChallengePoetry 28 August 13
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A   Avatar
September 5, 2013 at 3:55 PM
Hi Nette, another awesome win...PD
Kendrick Avatar
September 5, 2013 at 1:42 PM
Very poetic winning work..Congrats on your win..Sara
W Avatar
September 3, 2013 at 7:51 AM
You paint a beautiful picture of a summertime treasure. Cheers, Rach
Arowolo Avatar
September 2, 2013 at 5:03 PM
Beautiful piece...Congrats on your win....
Devnath  Avatar
September 1, 2013 at 3:48 PM
Excellent poem, missed to read but now made up. Congrats on your win, my friend. Loved always, bl
A  Avatar
September 1, 2013 at 1:59 PM
Nette, , congratulations on your acrostic win. ~ SKAT
Merryman Avatar
September 1, 2013 at 1:43 PM
Nette, congrats on your win with this magical acrostic! Love, Kim
Jones Avatar
September 1, 2013 at 8:06 AM
How did you make this usually pesky substance sound so beautiful?..congratulations nette..
Adams Avatar
August 31, 2013 at 8:10 PM
congratulations on your win :)
Dietrich Avatar
August 31, 2013 at 5:42 PM
you took the sand up into the moon and stars. So lovely, Nette. Congrats on a well deserved win.
K. Avatar
August 29, 2013 at 11:46 AM
Hi Nette! You sure gave sand some falir here! Your acrostic sure is very cool! And glad to know you were safe from maring-- buti na lang, hindi ganung katindi yung sumunod! Balik pork barrel scam naman...again it was my pleasure to call in that day and to listen to you and Drake-- it was a fun show! Ang saya kaya and a joy na magbigay suporta in my own way. You back in Manila? Basta, ingat lagi and sending hugs!
Adams Avatar
August 27, 2013 at 7:37 PM
I have always loved the beach...something about the ocean kissing the sand and the way it all shines...you have brought the beauty to us and made me long to see the beach this summer....beautiful and well written! hugs
Ink-U-Script Avatar
August 26, 2013 at 7:32 PM
You are truly gifted Nette..I've always felt that way about you. :) if for a contest good luck...a winner!!
Lamoureux Avatar
August 26, 2013 at 5:43 PM
Point me to the sands! Sand and surf the perfect combination, toss in some stars and I am in heaven. Well done Nette.
Macfarlane Avatar
August 26, 2013 at 7:59 AM
Nette....you made sand sound so beautiful...well done! Hugs
Sathasivam Avatar
August 26, 2013 at 7:13 AM
Excellent. Very creative write. Enjoyed. Tfs
Horsman Avatar
August 25, 2013 at 4:41 PM
Your poetry just blows me away nette,, beautiful
Sivey Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 8:40 PM
Grains of sand, as plethora as the stars in the night sky! I really enjoyed reading the part of the last line, "gold-dust hails summer rites" that describes summer by the very words you have used! What a beautiful piece, such a superior verse! Great Work!!
Kendrick Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 6:20 PM
Very creative for an acrostic..Enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for the visit to my work..That sand can get everywhere...Sara
Richards Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 6:11 PM
Wow.........this is what talent can do with four letter words !! Less is more !!!!
Hamilton Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 5:50 PM
good acrostic Nette gl Shadow x smile
Chircop Avatar
August 24, 2013 at 5:31 PM
Hi Nette..today I just thought of you..Hope you are safe..and I thought of Nikko.too..I know there was a typhoon..Seeing you here means you re well i guess..A lovely acrostic..'Naming stars,through far up moonlight-Pure magic in this line dear.
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