Rays shoot spears of sun
across awakening skies,
and clouds yield armor
that dampen burn of beam.
Aged with years of graffiti
where targets found their mark,
fissures crush defenseless souls.
From within the dark of time
age accepts both spears and sign.
Author notes
Topic 4
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A contest entry
- Pif Prompt Contest by penman.
525 points, ended April 17, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Your opening stanza is stellar. Truly sets the vision for what is to unfold. Your ending couplet sums up life and death and all that happens in between. Very nicely done to this prompt. Congrats on the HM.
~Pamela 
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.
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Very nicely penned and your metaphoric use is very strong ~ best of luck in the contest
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