Wings spread, flying above
iridescent glory in the shape of subordinance
virtuous word in the form of a dance
gives birth to the wonderment of man,
which belongs not to him
suddenly pain
heartache
broken pinion
lost soul and dark words
left in a heap on the ground
from the ashes of which
hope springs
A contest entry
- INSPIRATIONAL POETRY! 20 Lines or Less! by Heavens Child.
450 points, ended May 10, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Be My Muse by Artemis Gem.
1298 points, ended May 23, 2007, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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suddenly pain
heartache
broken pinion
lost soul and dark words
left in a heap on the ground
from the ashes of which
hope springs
love the description! keep it up!
pegleg -
You've done a brilliant job with this. I could clearly see the picture you have painted in my mind with your words. Thank you for the entry in my contest.
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