Age old fears blanket the mind,
Making us tremble without reason,
Without thought
Like rust it grows into sores that fester,
And things we don't know,
Leave marks
But she could never help it,
Never stop it,
The pain she felt trying to protect,
Back lashed…
Soon surround by opulent walls,
Mirroring gates that were never there,
She hopes they'll learn,
if they'll never forgive.
What she was…
Author notes
Hope its not to short for you.
In a list
A contest entry
- Illeanna by Ravenblood.
750 points, ended May 15, 2008, 17 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think and PLEASE be honest
Comments
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Wow, this is one of those poems that one has to enjoy reading, each word flowed into the other and the rhythm was great, you also managed to bring up wonderful imagery, well done
Thank you for entering the contest and I am so sorry that it took this long to judge.
Claire-Anne -
Wow this is awesome. The flow just rolls as you read. Great phrases leading to wonderful imagery. Superbly penned. All the best in the contest with it
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