It's a dead sea
of humanity,
where survival's claws
have been plucked
through eons
of avarice;
a battle for
the next breath
of uncertainty.
Striving to reinstate
honour and hope,
when vicious action
deals hands
of rejection.
The ace of hearts
seems hidden;
fifty-one weeks
living at the
bottom of the pile;
existence;
one week,
when hearts pretend
to open.
Author notes
Prompt - What is Reality?
A contest entry
- Realism by Tangled Angle.
450 points, ended December 30, 2007, 14 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I don't know what you're doing but in my heart you are hitting a lot of raw nerves right now... being at the bottom of the deck... but for once a year... making it to the top just to be spat on and put back....
Glad this got gold, going in my bookmarks
Karen
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perfect.
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Wow - great metaphor at the end!
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An Excellent Poem
This is an excellent poem and an exceptional piece of writing. There is so much depth and truth in your words. I have read this several times and each time I have read it I have found something new to see and think about. This is a great poem which I have thoroughly enjoyed reading. Thankyou. I wish you All Good Luck in the contest. All my very best wishes from Rose xxx
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wonderful this is going to be hard to beat ( :
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