Lullabies under a sky of ink
While a frail child shrouded in imagination
Descends into his mind's labyrinth.
He is a shrine of the future
His young heart fluttering inside a delicate cavern
With a ghostly pale face not yet stained by the sun.
The funeral defiles the mother’s song
While trauma and desecration befall the shrine of youth
Childhood’s twilight, the shrine severed from our grasp.
Author notes
After reading Romeo & Juliet I've decided to write about a very different kind of the death of innocence. Hope you enjoyed it.
With the words lullabies, ink, frail, imagination, descends, labyrinth, shrine, fluttering, delicate, ghostly stained, funeral, defiles, twilight, and severed. Holy crap that's 15.
A contest entry
- ♥Wordbank and titles contest♥ by OurxBeginning.
500 points, ended March 25, 2007, 41 entries
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Thank you for entering this pre-write,
it is a feeling captured, to me it offers little enjoyment. Thank you!
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This is very powerful and deep. I liked how you intertwined truth into this. Short piece but leaves an impact on the reader. Nice of the words as well. Thanks for entering and good luck. ~
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So sad... This reminds me a lot of a still born baby, not sure if that is what you're going for, but the imagery was powerful, I didn't expect that ending at all. Great job and good luck in the contest.
jan
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this was a very powerful write and i love the way you wrote it and the words you used and the way you incorporated the words bank into this poem..your very talented..good luck in our contest
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this was really great, I liked it a lot, really. I loved the form and you used some really amazing words and metaphors here.
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