Dark waters of my unconsciousness,
seemingly calm, hidden horrors.
A brighten ray reaches a desolate area
of my left brain.
Through poetic light, vanishing cannibalism.
Author notes
Picture Inspired. Option #1: Picture is from: http://decrepitude.deviant.com/art/Dark-Is-The-Season-2-29410626
A contest entry
- PIF QUICKIE!! by Nighttime angel.
1075 points, ended April 16, 2008, 11 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Hey Nev ~
Eating at the brain...disecting the thoughts which flow through poetic light to us....thank God we have a part of us which remains our personal space ~
The depths of this write causes me to see the darkness....the prompt allows me to see where the lght came from....well done buddy,
....good luck in this contest,
Bear ~
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Aw, thank you ~Bear for your understanding!
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this is a very dark poem that you have penned. I can relate to the first 2 lines of this. I really enjoyed reading this poem of yours. I love your take on the prompt.
good luck & thank you for entering.
kat
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