A child and a brother, lord Charon
swaying about in the purple-swirled infinite
stars and galaxies and the massive silver gate
the gate that swims with mists of blues and greens
and a child bore in a woman's womb as she stands
crouched beneath the weight of time
sitting on her shoulders as gasses
of silvery-white elf hair whip around her
and fling tears of lonliness into her face
and the Cloak of Sins weighs down on fragile shoulders
a pale face, robbed of color to a transparent gray
as she sinks into the clay sea
the Sea of Denial
the sea, tumultuous, reaches out broad hands of fury
clinging to her to drag her down
down into the gassy depths
surrounded by mountains the bleeding red of fear
A contest entry
- Evoke My Artistic Vision by crazylittledevil.
440 points, ended March 20, 2007, 24 entries
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Whilst this is a wonderful fantasy poem, I was looking for something a less daunting to emulate. Please remember I am fairly, new to this
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