To say
"Indecisive' or
'Wishy-washy'
Diminishes his grandeur.
Instead,
I think of
Gale-force winds,
Saplings whipping about,
Leaves clawing
Over grass, sailing through doorways.
I think of Mozart's Requiem--
Dies Irae.
Opera would suit him--
Tortured, moody protagonist
Decision-burdened,
He alone strong enough to face
The mirror.
And so he acts, letting
Pain and regrets carve their scars
Finding peace in knowing he could decide
No more justly.
Author notes
Prompt: Name an emotion, display it somehow. Nothing cliche, and raw emotion for once is not what I crave. give it a circumstance, and a way of being expelled other than descriptive words.
In a list
A contest entry
- A Fistful of Prompts by VoltaicHypnosis.
750 points, ended July 4, 2008, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I find this very concise and descriptive, you have managed to put someone of this state and character right in front of our eyes.
Excellently done!
Sol
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Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed this.
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FANTASTIC! OH!
Very well done, best of luck!!
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Many thanks! And thank you for the honor of HM! I'm so glad you enjoyed the poem!
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