The past claws out
with talon's of capture,
arising from ashes
for mischievous games.
Not to be confused
with Phoenix rising,
dark and sinister
to block future's path.
To walk ahead
through cleansing waters
as serenity's hand
exposes epiphany.
Elysium lies
within our grasp
as ocean's of fervour
lap at hearts'shores.
In smooth footsteps of hope
tread with lightened spirit
as tentacles of evil
perish with faith.
In a list
A contest entry
- picture prompt #2 by Roaddog Wolf.
475 points, ended September 29, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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very nicely done
I enjoyed this read.I'll be reading again I read all of the poems at least twice. thanks for your entry and good luck
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Wow--deep meanings and feelings brought forth from this poem! I love the images and the "mischievous games." Good luck in the contest!
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oh weow this was an amazing take on the pciture and really gave it the write emotions that gave it a wonderful effect
well done and best of luck
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