How oft its gentle wisps brought comfort sweet
To cool a sun-drenched summer day.
But as I sit in darkness now, I hear
A monster's roar. With awesome force
He lashes out in hopes of taking prey.
Around me swirls destruction sore
As clanging metal writhes at its demise.
Not one on earth can save us now
For those around are at its mercy too.
I pray that time will quickly pass
Before his fearsome wrath consumes us all.
Our lives will never be the same.
A contest entry
- EVERY OPTION KNOWN TO MANKIND!!! TAKE A LOOK! by Salig Flicka.
735 points, ended March 30, 2008, 15 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
2nd contest--wind; I'm a little teapot short and green; Glow in the dark nail polish; I have read the rules, understand, and agree to abide by them.
Comments
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the description of the wind is so subtle i didn't recognize it was about wind at first. but upon rereading - yeah! - it is so true.
i like the contrast at the beginning:
"How oft its gentle wisps brought comfort sweet
To cool a sun-drenched summer day.
But as I sit in darkness now, I hear
A monster's roar." it sets up the metaphor nicely.
My favorite line is: "As clanging metal writhes at its demise." - i thought that was very descriptive, creative way to describe the destruction. neat read. - NANGALEEMA
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I never would have guessed! Of course, once I knew you chose wind, I went back through and saw, but still! A beautiful depiction of something both strong and weak at different times! Good job and BOL!
~Avan~
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