The looking glass was shown from back to front
as pain was wrenched across this back of mine
gouged ten bleeding times, I heard him grunt,
this evil beast spelt 'live'. It was a sign!
As if the 'where' was awful, this unknown,
the dead of night collapsed inside my dreams
and crimson soon beseeched the loudest moan
that may have once interpreted my screams.
Author notes
For those who cannot fathom out "where", it is telling you to erase the letter 'w', and there you will find him. Also, 'live' is spelt backwards, 'Evil'. and look at the pattern of sos's on her back, weaving left to right as the w's and m's do as first letters.
A contest entry
- word bank and pic. inspired by serenity silvermoon.
600 points, ended December 7, 2007, 16 entries
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awesome great write
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You really put alot into this write...
And if we take all our sorrow and hurt to Christ he will take care of all of it...and bring a brighter better day for us to enjoy....'cast all your cares upon him for he careth for you'...those are the famas words of the prophets.....thank you for the read this morning...
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You are going to win wise poet!
Smile,
Judy
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Tantalizing... Beautifully crafted... Brava well done poet!
Here you have woven a tapestry of intrigue; complete with clues should anyone choose to search this is truly a tantalizing piece wonderfully crafted Well done poet
Wishing you and yours much success in all of your endeavors
Brava!! Two thumbs up
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Way to go ..nice flow within this sad poem,I wish you much luck in this contest...MM
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