Free falling
through storm's eye,
frail wings attempt
to soar.
Silver lining lies torn
beneath tattered sighs struggling
for strength from arrows'
near misses,
as emotional decapitation
stings
and still,
I cling...
silently hopeful.
Author notes
prompt: Picture
In a list
A contest entry
- 2008 - Visual Inspirations ~ And it begins... (Mature Poets Only) by Amunet Wolfbane.
300 points, ended February 18, 2008, 5 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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We are warriors! There is fight in us until the bitter end. Your poem gives hope and the need to forge our way through struggles. Storms only last for a short while. There is always a clearing where skies are ablaze with sunshine, and rainbows. This is exceptional work baby girl.
Congrats on earning the Bronze!
Always Loving YOU ♥
Mom
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Magnificent!!
Wonderful weaving of words and images that grab the Heart also Spirit
Powerful take on the prompt-
Congratulations on Your Trophy win!
-Throws confetti-
Woooooooooo Hoooooooooooo
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
and much love~ Desire~*~
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Oh very very amazing Auntie Bel! Wow! I love the way it goes with the picture and it's a beautiful poem! Great depth! XD Meg
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Beautifully done and very strong. I love the ending of this piece. The transition is smooth and really makes you fall into the general feeling. The hope makes this one. Very tight.
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excellent~
Well
You certainly have done the prompt justice sweetie..
Love the metaphors you used in this...and the words you used to follow the pic flowed from you like smooth silk....
Even with tattered wings.. he still clings on
Ever silent...ever hopeful....
Hope ya get a trophy for this one..it is indeed deserving of one...
Hugs
Susan~~~
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