Waves of power rock to and fro.
Shaking emotions as the wind blows.
Depression crests at break of dawn.
Crashing against bright shores now gone.
Washing away delight of the past.
Abandoned in the darkness now cast.
(C) Nichole A.Dustin
1/5/2008
Author notes
Picture prompt above, accredited to judge. Metaphorical piece, from the picture.
My mother taught me if you have nothing nice to say don't say it at all. We are not here as pros, we are here to share our art and have fun. *grin*
Comments
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I agree I can visualize the whole emotion and feeling you put in this ... great poem ..
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I can really visualize and almost feel the violent and natural feels of this poem.
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Beautiful!
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