*
In depths of fright where nothing here will fight,
Leaves sour taste as ghosts of past are chased,
Red sparks of light as dark crests abject night,
Despair replaced once hope again embraced.
Warm yellow glow as darkness crawls down slow,
In edgy state though nothing here my foe,
Supplanted ochre sky within mind's eye,
Exhaling sigh as morning birds do fly.
*
Wandika 8-30-2008


Well done. I have to peek at this contest now! Thank y ou. ~Pamela


Sam

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