Life in this burst of conflict
sparks our struggle with truth.
In crystal triumphs; I pause
letting the sun eradicate
lies of death's blood ice
rapidly chilling purity.
Defiance struggle's until
evil's dynamite explodes.
Within this image storms
are born; humans in active
minions that point
toward life's light
still confused by honesty.
Author notes
Image Credit: Abstract by enrique
Word bank:
Actuate, Aerate, Blood, Burst, Conflict,
Crystal, Decimate, Detonate, Dynamite, Eradicate,
Explode, Ice, Minion, Pause, Point,
Radial, Spark, Struggle, Trigger, Trip.
A contest entry
- Activate by Pamela A Lamppa.
1750 points, ended July 31, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Oooh You have truly made good use of the word bank in this short but mighty powerful little piece. Line 8 has a little typo - evils should be evil's and explode's should be explodes. Easy fix.
Sometimes I wonder if we will ever get it, honesty, or will we always be confused by the simpleness of it all. Ahhh, a good message in this verse. Thank you for entering and best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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very good
love the "blood ice"
and the struggle with the truth
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