The Contest Poem by Sally Plumb Plumb

The Contest



Adventurous Atlanta,
hunter of wild boar,
challenged men to race barefoot...

provoking even more,
declared that she would marry
the victor of the race,
all defeated she would kill
to shield them from disgrace.

A daring suitor,
in his hand
carried golden apples,
each time Atlanta took the lead
a golden apple did precede.

As she stooped to pick it up
the young man passed her
fast, outclassed her.

So, in a joyful open hand
was placed the contested wedding band.

Thursday, June 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
John Richter 24 February 2015

Quite a story of proposal! Certainly enjoy this one Miss Sally...

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Kevin Patrick 26 June 2014

Its a nice little story, I don't think I have heard this one before, but its quite delightful.

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Adheez Van Der Beanthz 14 June 2014

good imagery and flow enjoy to read it thanks for sharing

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Sally Plumb Plumb

Sally Plumb Plumb

Haverhill Suffolk England
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