her icy pause
explodes –
dynamite;
detonating into
one final burst -
crystal,
like sparks,
her trigger-tripped
tongue struggles, blood,
her yearning, a desire to eradicate
the minion feelings
caused by years of inner conflict
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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I was so pleased to see your name attached to this poem. So well done. What a tough contest to judge. Yours was right up there as a contender. Thank you so much for your continuous insight and wonderful verse.
~Pamela 
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YES!
I LOVE this.
Just what I was looking for and you have made excellent use of this word bank. Nicely done. A pleasure to read and enjoy. Thank you. Thank you for entering this gem. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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Expploding-ly brill!
portrayed the prompt well.
Dolores xx
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Ah.
You truly write with a restrained passion. Definitely resulting in powerful poetry, neatly outlining the theme.
Well done, Friend.
Blessed be.
Myra.
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nicely constructed - been awhile since I've seen the word "minion" used -
once again - nicely done, Frans
Wade
Hope you enjoy your day of worship -
Wonderful Poem
Your imagery was fantastic in this poem my friend!! Years of conflict can take its toll and manifest into many struggles throughout life. A pleasure to read. Best of luck in the contest. An excellent write. You take care.
Bless You,
Sandy
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the icy pause,
the burst crystal...
so many beautiful well thought of descriptions here...
the years of conflict in the end made it all so meaningful in the end. excellent piece.
blessed be
Blanche
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