With bloody fangs and dripping claws,
she rips apart my hopes and dreams.
In silence are my soulful screams,
she points out all my hidden flaws.
Shuddering, gasping, fetal now,
life has lost the luster it had.
Mind twisting, turning, going mad,
she laughs, takes her usual bow.
I struggle to just be set free,
I have been captured, heart and soul.
Adrift, bereft, without control,
nothing left of what was once me.
I wouldn't trade love for the world,
will make your life come all unfurled.
Author notes
Picture prompt: http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w27/Dark_Night_Angel_2007/blah/whitewolftg3-1.jpg
Odd picture, odder poem.
8 syllable sonnet.
Love you Tory.
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A contest entry
- Pictures galore! by joleahe.
450 points, ended February 26, 2008, 4 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Turn that silver to gold pt 8 by whispernthedark.
400 points, ended September 27, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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You did a great job with your picture prompt. Best of luck in the contest, good luck.
♥
whisper
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Well done on this one. This is a scarey kind of love lol...i love it.
Best wishes to you in this contest hun.
Love you too
Passions
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wow daddy this is such a strong and dark love write hehe the imagery is true and the feelings so heartfelt and pure. you and mommy are beautiful and pure. love you
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