No whisper descends
from the groaning sky,
No scowl wrinkles
the tiring pool,
No true love succeeds
Without struggling to follow the general rule.
The stars seem shy
When leaning down to hear babies cry.
The town hall leers
Its torn shelves,
The cars try
to lose weight
By sending homes
of those absent-minded elves.
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Write a a poem, or anything that is fiction in 55 words. Give it a try and notify G-man
I used web tool to count my writing which is exactly 55 words… WORDCALCULATOR
Poetry Awards for Rally week 15 will be posted on Saturday…10Q!
Jingle Nozelar 
Lovely poem Jingle. I have posted my award.
http://billmanson.blogspot.com/ new poem posted by viola.
10Q,
viola!
Thank you Jingle for being so special, caring, kind, and loving.
You Are Welcome!
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very well written I love your 55’s never cease to amaze me, ps how do I get to your BLOGGER BLOG? xxx
Wiliam,
I appreciate your kindness.
Another excellent job, jingle. I enjoyed this work!
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Carmen!
http://williamm49.blogspot.com/2010/04/daily-poem-your-touch.html I have posted your logo and link xxx
you really shine with those awards.
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Excellent my friend. Very well done 🙂
Thom:
cool to see You!
That was a very beautiful F55! What a perception! The shy stars and the absent-minded elves! So well rounded, I have read it over a few times! Very drawing story!
Thank you for sharing!
Allison
many thanks!
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well done , another great poem, jingle.
hope to c u soon!
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Very beautiful. wonderful.
a small gift for you is waiting at my new blog:
http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com/2010/04/24/magic-six-by-jingle/
please accept it. 🙂
cool!
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That was really nice Ji..I enjoyed it 🙂
take good care.
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i do enjoy a 55 word poem,
a good effort.