Challenge
Summer-into-Fall Prose. Wrap-up Challenge
In five haikus, tell a story about the cycle of life. Start with being born, then so forth. Because this is absorbing the entirety of all Prose. Challenges until October's start, we're giving the winner $250. Winner is decided by a combination of likes, and our panel. And...Go.
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In My Eyes, She Was Love
I listened in peace,
To muffled whispers of dreams.
I was with her then.
I detached, dreamless,
In her palm, I rest my head,
With her, I am still.
I grow to her size,
My thoughts, hers, in parallel,
I grow to her age,
I miss her more now
More than imaginable,
More than she could dream.
I listen with love now,
I rest my head on soft, cold pillow,
Now, I am still.