Teetering upon what's left
of any chance of salvation,
the darkness still hems him in.
Succubus tugs at the last vestige
of his soul
and muscles of the spirit
weaken.
Before that final speck of belief
becomes enveloped
within damnations flames,
a silent plea
from deep within the soul
is answered.
Power of trust
is reborn.
Author notes
Credit Artist:
http://mmebuterfly.deviantart.com/art/sadness-18304153
30-60 words
(56 words used.)
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A contest entry
- Picture Prompt (PIF) by kiwigirljacks.
575 points, ended July 27, 2008, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very well written. Great response to the picture prompt. Congrats on the silver.
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I love the hopefull ending this has, superbly penned. All the best in the contest
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This really speaks to me! And perhaps why the picture did so much also.. I think you've captured well the feeling of the pic. The feeling of having lost any faith in salvation.. but then the spark of hope at the end is so encouraging!
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Well done my friend!! A great take on the pic. Best of luck to ya!!
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Well-written for sure
Okay, first of all, kudos for using 'teetering' in a non-goofy way.
"the darkness still hems him in."
Love your verb use of 'hems', & you've got some very foreboding darkness, lack-of-redemption themes circulating strongly...I likey!!
Succubus...interesting & unexpected inclusion.
"final speck of belief"
Love the word 'speck' here--'speck' often sounds insignificant, but it's highly applicable here...just one tiny shred of belief.
"Power of trust is reborn."
Great ending!
Good luck
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