Behind stone smiles
i plot against thee
with creative thought
as my sword i brave
the uncultured commonwealth
like a knight into battle,
feared by those who dread
from the light of change
and rendered honor by
those who share Poe's dream
i sprout wings
and soar beyond
the limits of imagination
to the vacant space
behind the eyes to watch
thought take shape
A contest entry
- Abstract is the best by trytothink.
300 points, ended May 30, 2007, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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very nice.... i loved the strong ending.
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neet! Good luck in my contest!
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