In the corner of her room
She sits and waits...
For what, she's still unsure.
Her heart, lacquered in black lace
Trips on yesterdays thorn.
Come, child
Let your moon kissed face
Dance under the willow tree
As the mist and fog
Swallow you up.
Gathering all forgotten tears
She sits and waits...
For what, she's still unsure.
Her lips, quivering with death
Whisper a soft and sultry hum.
Come, child
Let your raspy tired voice
Sing with our rapturing tones
Synchronizing a hymn
To the end of your battle.
Author notes
artwork: http://xiaomeimei.deviantart.com/art/the-Lolita-5420840 (xiaomeimei)
A contest entry
- ~Pictures to Poetry~ by Dead Hair.
525 points, ended May 31, 2008, 13 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honesty always appreciated
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nice
flows so well and strikes the right chord...leaves a lingering lyric behind in the mind! well done, a deserving winner.
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i loved this write....its re leaving some what.
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WOW! What an amazing piece of writing, from a very accomplished artist, both in poetry and photography...I luvz my cuddlybearzzz...been missing you...
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This is beautifully written. I really enjoyed reading this. You totally deserve that gold trophy for this one.
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Firstly, I love the reference to Greek mythology, which I do quite often and love to see!
The words used are beautiful as is the image they create. I actually think this provides a richer image than the picture you were given, very well done!
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indelible
this write hits close to home for me this awesome struggle with both hate and hope melding into some strange love .. lol at least thats what i got out of it ..
max lil clapper guys
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google "keres" and maybe more will come to light about this one
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Wow!!!! This was truly awesome!
I like the moon kissed face part the most
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wow. this is amazing. it's dark, a bit creepy, but so good. the imagery is fantastic and it's so... poetic? the link for the inspiration is unneeded, your words have the power to conjure a powerful image on their own. a great write, good job.
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i did not need to look at the art inspiration, i could see the dark imagery in your poem here, a good twisting piece
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Her heart, lacquered in black lace
Trips on yesterdays thorn. well, thats a poetic phrase if I've ever read one! Great take on the pic!
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*shivers* creepy
lol.. you did a really good job with bringing the picture to life! I really liked this view on it! best of luck!!
Jetleena
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