Skies perhaps would unify
As visions of the storm
Yet none will ever clarify
The calmness of the thorn
Wherever thorns will grow as sharp
As scars beyond contempt
The truth remains to guard the fact
That hurt was never meant
Difference might find itself
Where innocence is grey
And purity is seen as lust
For ending to the day
An upward spiral - beauty's face
Since eyes began to blister
To throw away will not replace
The waste within the twister
Author notes
8-pic credit:Butterflies and Hurricanes by ~Aerelin
A contest entry
- If you write, write for here ^_^ by luna-midnight.
900 points, ended June 26, 2008, 20 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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great write..>!! the rhyme, the simplicity yet the depth of the poem all bled so well... really a reader's delight..
well done..!!
Hope to read more soon...
LR
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this was great!
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wow!
this is stunning! a truely beautiful write! i love it... it was deep with emotions, had just about enough gorgeous imagery to match it! brilliant write! keep writing kays! >.<
AWESOME!!!
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I like this - all except the last stanza where the blister/twister is not my favourite. But phrases such as: the calmness within the thorn is amazing
well done
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I think that bit it shit too =D Thanks x
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awww this is very beautiful, and has a lovly flow. ^_^
wonderful write, thanks so much for entering.
hope you had fun writting
take care, and good luck
stephanie
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