Mandible curved to distortion
Unnatural contortion
Blending bland
With darker colors
Ashen tears
No longer clear
Bleached to match the starkness
Shadows having lost all pallor
Shed ebony by the hour
With light leaching the truth
Wandering
Hope dies
In stale
Theorem
Even now
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A contest entry
- The White Card - Invite Only by Dalaney.
900 points, ended August 18, 2007, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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A very real take on the stale side of things. Great imagery and darkened tone. Nice write!!!
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"Wandering
Hope dies
In stale
Theorem"
Absolutely most fitting. I love it.
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Very bleak. I love the word 'mandible.' Pretty, like dust. ...
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Strange form but awesome writing....it seems the darker the write the more you project...great job as always...smiles, Terry
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the writes of yours today are showing a darker side to you. i hope you are ok. viyanna rosemarie
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This was very good. You just keep going seems like you never stop...lol
Soulful Woman
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