Green needle contemplation
of simpler days
When startched white shirts
were Daddy's uniform
along with his banker's
smile.
Pleated remorse of a night
spent locked in
arms she thought she needed
they broke apart when the
rabbit died.
A forest of thoughts filled
with horrid images as
sharp as spoons and twice
as shiny.
Knee high alibi for a death
brought on by too much
denial.
Tails of dark deeds and deep
thoughts shunned.
Sitting in shades of regret.
Author notes
I'm unsure of where this came from my choice was # 32 here is the link to the picture that inspired the write.
http://shadoling.deviantart.com/art/Waiting-for-Trees-33445227
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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hmmm interesting write from the pic. A shade of mystery and remorse. Good visuals and imagery from your words. Thanks for sharing it and good luck in the contest.
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wow.
i'm stunned.
Thanks so much for entering, i really enjoyed this piece! -
pic sent
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sissie brat, wanna play?
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