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Walking Her Home

Walking home in the deep purple shadows
Of twilight, her arm crooked in his
As she looks up to his face
With a shy smile and a look
Of trust and innocence, for she feels
So complete, yet reserved because she doubts
She's ever felt this way before while
Walking home in the deep purple shadows.

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Richard Lamoureux

Date: 1/9/2015 5:46:00 PM

Tasteful and romantic! Well done Isaiah.

James W Johnson

Date: 1/1/2015 3:39:00 PM

How might a poem possess both strength and meekness? Could it be that, unlike oil and water, these characteristics can only find their union the simple power of love? I think you have captured such a wedded pair in this poem. Beautifully written, with subtle imagery, a balanced structure that moves the reader along with the action of the poesy. I was moved by the line: with a shy smile and a look of trust and innocence. Subperb. Distinct. Creative.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 12/16/2014 2:42:00 PM

Romantic poetic work..I enjoyed reading it today..I am glad that I chose it to read today..Thanks for the honor of placing in your contest..I appreciate you reading and finding my work worthy of the placement..Sara

Carrie Richards

Date: 11/14/2014 9:52:00 AM

This makes the "young girl" sigh.......ahhh......such a lovely little taste of romance! Love it !! And ps, thank you very much Isaiah, .for the high placement in your "Dust" contest: After having to revise it and work with it, this came as such a lovely surprise. Thank you very much!

Carrie Richards

Date: 11/4/2014 8:48:00 PM

So romantic.....this is a lovely way to begin and end this gorgeous little love story! :) ps.....soupmail on the way

Maurice Yvonne

Date: 10/31/2014 10:45:00 AM

This is an absolutely amazing write. The challenge of this form in my opinion is repeating the first line in the last line. It has to be written so it flows perfectly back to the last line. We as the reader can not be aware of the limitation rather it has to read as if this is the poets choice in order to write the best piece he can. That is exactly what you have done here the form has not forced the write, it is undetectable.Excellent!

M. L. Kiser

Date: 10/30/2014 2:25:00 AM

Very sweet. I can almost see them in those purple shadows.

Kelly Deschler

Date: 10/30/2014 1:58:00 AM

I really like how you've expressed her feelings in such a tender way, by saying a lot, with very little.... This was a lovely write and I enjoyed it so much. Very nicely done, Isaiah!