Life began when
he felt death as close as
a lover’s breath,
when self-doubt
fell heavy like the first
monsoon rain,
and the pain stirred
his spirit
like a hurricane
without the calm eye.
Author notes
Prompt: Life began when he...
“We are not human beings on a spiritual journey. We are spiritual beings on a human journey.”
Stephen R. Covey
A contest entry
- It Begins With... by Dalaney.
825 points, ended July 7, 2008, 17 entries
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a huricane without the calm eye....*shivers* I find that I am bothered by those words because of the days where what I long for more than anything else is rest..and if I'm caught in that hurricane then there will be no rest...even so, I enjoyed the imagery and the journey of this poem
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Great use of simile and that last line...whoa! just grabs the reader.
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Deep thoughts here. I do like this. Good luck. Juls
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Wow. Very powerful use of words. Well done and Good Luck
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A wonderful response to the prompt.
Best wishes in the contest
Love Margaret
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