The sun adorns the darkened sky.
Cry?
An angel held within a lie.
The dead lay in wait,
concealed by her own hate.
Fate.
wings but two crescent moons,
held between her mortal wounds.
Fly?
Take flight from this darkened time,
Let wings lift you high
Find a better time.
Goodbye.
Author notes
I know this is too long for the contest,
but I was on a roll.
A contest entry
- Quickie by earthangel33.
475 points, ended August 27, 2008, 13 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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The way you structured this was beautiful and very clever, I love the way you injected the one worded lines and how you added the question mark to Cry and Fly. The ending was beautiful, I found myself wanting to fly away as well. I thought the final line was simple and very powerful. Great work x
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u did a beautiful job.. great write!
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jaded teardrop
WOW
this poem was so beautiful... the flow was very nice and the timing worked out well... the imagery that the poem had was very deep and beautiful as well...
my favorite part was:
The sun adorns the darkened sky.
Cry?
An angel held within a lie.
The dead lay in wait,
concealed by her own hate.
This part was very beautiful... i wish i could write as well as you...
very good read...
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