I close my eyes
and open
the silver
doorknob
a palace
gaze my eyes
revealing
gold plated
furnitures
and fixtures.
Silver teardrops
f
a
l
l
in slow motion
in abrupt silence
realizing...
all that is left
is nothing
but a dust full
of memory
A contest entry
- ~Image Prompt~ # 2 by -Ink Artist-.
525 points, ended May 9, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very lovely imagery you've drawn into this piece. The flow of the short impacting lines is wonderfully done. Your ending is strong and leaves the reader saddened by the realization that nothing but dust remains. Very well done! Thanks for your entry!


~Lori


