Dripping with black, the cavernous sky holds itself
infinite as the space below
drapes itself in mourning cloths
and cries beautifully until
the last shimmer of waking life
loses itself in the blinking glass eye
of purest ebony.
Author notes
Nocturne
A contest entry
- Whatever by crazymomma.
450 points, ended June 9, 2008, 76 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Whatever..just make it good. [astonish me] by borrowing.moonlight.
1000 points, ended June 30, 2008, 160 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - NATURE POEMS, PLEASE by Olivias Violin.
400 points, ended July 8, 2008, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think? Does this make you think?
Comments
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Very Creative
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that is absolutely gorgeous... i cant get over it. i love this sort of thing... wow.. thanks for entering
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very nocturne indeed.. very methaphoric
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"blinking glass eye" makes me think of stars. Nice imagery. Thanks for entering and good luck
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