Fog
surrounds me,
like soot
Incendiary
thoughts scorch,
burning deep
Silently
stealing away gravity,
beneath feet
Trampled,
self-destructing,
I implode
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Prompt: Mindfields
A contest entry
- 20 words on...#3 by phantasyintrigue-x.
789 points, ended July 8, 16 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Ground Zero, soot, ashes, rubble. Visibility, none, when eyes are closed inside of a fist, yet the energy must go somewhere in the hits we try not to feel. Negatives have no place to build. The first action is always a thought....


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Wow, this is awesome!
"like soot" A short but effective simile here.
"Incendiary thoughts scorch"
Love the fire expressed here.
"stealing gravity"
Ahaha, great verb use with 'stealing'.
"self destructing"
A hyphen (-) perhaps in between?
I can totally see the explosion...thanks for entering -
Perfection! There's nothing I really could say about it other than that.....
Well done and good luck!



