Turned to dust
from a touch;
a rushing fall.
Visions of past
crumbling to cremated ashes
before ignorant eyes
seek the missing corpses
dug up from rest
without peace.
All remains
blowing into lifetimes
not sought
but waiting...
Author notes
Inspiration: Everything you touch by larafairie
http://larafairie.deviantart.com/art/Everything-you-touch-62413777
For a contest. 38 words.
In a list
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt (PIF) .... It's me again! Semi-quickie by kiwigirljacks.
800 points, ended May 15, 2008, 8 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Turn those greenies into Gold (or silver or bronze) pt 4 by whispernthedark.
400 points, ended September 6, 2008, 37 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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You did a great job with your picture prompt. The last few lines are very good. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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very nice
Very vivid write and strong words. I liked this a lot. Good luck in the contest, The Shaker
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A profound write..eerie, one envisions what you are sharing here, with events of the past in history that leaves and indellible imprint on our mind...Bravo!
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Oh.. I can so relate to this!! Gosh.. I can't find the right words... just.. I love this!
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