Suspended solitude casting spells,
of immensely needed self indulgence.
Moonlit particles bubble consequential whispers,
echoing in the wind.
Trancendual beings revel in midnight bliss.
Inner thoughts mimic speech through ravens deliverance;
darkness cloaks veils of pain, shielding from emotional turmoil,
if only momentarily....
In a list
A contest entry
- PIF - Picture Prompt by LadyDementia.
700 points, ended May 31, 2008, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow, a beautifully penned piece. The imagery is fantastic. Superbly penned. Thank you for your entry and good luck
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Excellent
I love the flow of this. Best of luck my friend


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Much of beautiful imagery, well done! like the line "inner thoughts mimic speech through ravens deliverance" very conpact worded. It is a pleasure to read it Good luck





