Sodom's Dried Blood

She hides from the birds
and the tempestuous wind

singing a cannibal anthem

while Sodom's blood dries
in her broken eyes

the world is numb to her
rusty, blanched soul.

A contest entry

PIF Quickie by Nighttime angel. 950 points, ended May 7, 2008, 12 entries
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Nighttime angel
May 6, 2008

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I love your take on the prompt, its out of the box..

I love lines 3-5.. excellent imagery.. ohh I love it

good luck

kat
Topaze
May 6, 2008
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A devouring piece. Complex in structure and intuitive. my best wishes in the contest.
Griswold
May 6, 2008

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*looking at pic, looking at poem* Sodom's blood? Ewwwwwwww. Now thats just wrong!!! different take on the prompt, best of luck to you...Scott