Feeling the ground beneath me
Hearing the crow sound it's last breath
Has the world every been so lonely?
Coldness seeps into my bones,
As I watch the storm
Clouds roll in...
Looking left and right I
See the stones that
are standing straight and tall
Cold as the ground
I now kneel on...
A heart breaks
As I bow my head
Holding on to the
Memories of all the
Lives I've seen go by..
Tears fall, and soak
A ground long dead, never to see
The sun, like so many
Things in this sacred ground...
The wind howls like a wolf would
Mourn his family..
The crows sounds his last breath
As it sits by the Broken girl
Whispering softly on the dead breeze
"All I ever really wanted was a fun
And safe family, instead I'm
Kneeling here mourning my lost
Childhood, and memories"
Feeling the ground beneath me
Hearing the crow sound it's last breath
Has the world every been so lonely?
Author notes
Picture Prompt..
A contest entry
- Picture Inspired....... by SummerlandRayne.
489 points, ended April 18, 2008, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A haunting piece superbly penned. Good luck in the contest
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very sad and mournful write! you picked your words well for the prompt. Good luck!
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Wonderful take on this pic! I wonder the very same thing! Thank you for the entry and best of luck!!!
Az -
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I'm glad that you liked it.. This picture was beautiful in it's own right.. I really enjoyed writing this.. Thanks for the prompt... Good luck judging too..
Jetleena
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