i sat enclosed a vapid chapel
popping pills to hasten ends
when in my hand death's card was placed
i then beheld her glowing grace
my body bound for her blessings
wended its way deep in her garden
amidst her lush seclusion she sang
songs that bear hunterss' hearts
feral goddess, lusty patron
keeper of my savage soul
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A contest entry
- nature in the forest by MoonsShadow.
600 points, ended July 18, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
while i appreciate the niceties, i would appreciate objective criticism more
Comments
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clearly written
penning a poem of such vision is clearly painted for us to share, thank you for this entry, good luck in this contest.
Lin




