Without feeling
Within without
The roughest hands
Bring screams and shouts
Never pleasure
Naught left but pain
Ashes that trail
All that remains
Upon the skin
The story told
Of a love
That has grown cold
Author notes
36 words
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
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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nice 36 words you touched a few dark alleies with this
piece here hon this was a pleasure congrads on your cup to
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Thanks cat! I usually write much longer poems so this was a challenge for me!
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Heartfelt Words
What a beautifully written poem but so very sad. Yes nothing sadder then when a beautiful love grows cold. I know the feeling well. For some its a part of life and the chance you take when you give your heart away.
Thank you for sharing.
hugs and Smiles
Bless You,
Sandy
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Certainly when a love grows cold those ashes do leave their trail of destruction don't they! A very sad and deep take on the prompt!
Thank you
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Thanks kiwi! I wrote this one from personal experience as you can see.
Thanks for the HM! 
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Well done, didn't see the picture that goes with the write but I like it none the less. I don't think the ending causes confusion, I went through and read it a second time and it made sense to me. Best of luck in the contest.
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Thanks poet! I'm glad it wasn't to obscure. The picture was great and really inspired me with this one!
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at first it can be taken so many different ways, but the ending adds a little bit of confusion to it that leaves me guessing.nevertheless it is splendid.good luck in the contest and
Kudos,
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