We seek it,
We want it.
Yet deep down
we'd rather die..
then touch it.
Bound by fear,
We humans want nothing of the unknown.
Chains are only as strong as their weakest link...they say...
But what does that say when the world is based on a missing link?
The chains were never there.
We were only stopping ourselves.
A contest entry
- Reserve and Wait by Rose Dark Thorn.
1200 points, ended July 2, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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This is very interesting. You surprised me with how you took the picture provided and wove a tale completely unexpected, but that's what makes a good writer, isn't it? Wonderful take on the picture.
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thanks for reading^^
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http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u131/rosedarkthorn/Pictures/Dark/Goth-3.jpg
If this one doesn't work for you, let me know and I will give you one more.
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Hmm, perhaps I shall take my chance on the one more, I'm not getting much from this one, just a typical poem....
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