Apprehension begins to bubble
alarming anxiety is on the rise.
Frozen dread chills your spine,
trembling closer towards demise.
Fear is knocking...
Swirling darkness amplifies,
descending deeper and deeper.
Horror and panic do paralyze
as you finally meet the reaper.
Author notes
Prompt: lost in fear, 40 words or less.
A contest entry
- prompt insp. 16 entries, 40 words or less by Grey Mouser.
475 points, ended November 15, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - 6 OPTIONS...I HOPE YOU WILL LOVE IT, PREWRITES ARE ALLOWED by Romily.
380 points, ended November 27, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pimp up my quickies or snippets by leander.
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This is quite a dark snippet you've written here, and beautiful images you painted with your words again
thanks for entering the contest!
Leander -
That's my girl!
spooky and so damn good at it!
Applause! Applause!
~Pastel
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So very descriptive> Are you the "Grim Reaper.":S Great job and very sppky/
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Well I guess opportunity isn't knocking for this one. Very well done describing the different feelings of fear as they percolate to the fore with this grim meeting. Thanks for entering into the contest.
Be well and be blessed,
Mouser -
Got a cold chill down my back reading this!!
Wow... very well done!! I absolutely love your writing!!
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