We thought we were stable
Unmovable, come turmoil and rain
Our ignorance breeded imbecelity
Our metal gate turned to rust
Demolished by time's patient hands
Unmovable, come turmoil and rain
Our ignorance breeded imbecelity
Our metal gate turned to rust
Demolished by time's patient hands
Author notes
When I think of iron, strength obviously comes to mind but also that it is so strong we think that nothing can break it, when a little time will crumble it to the ground.
A contest entry
- 15::25 Quickie♥ by innocence jaded.xx.
300 points, ended October 7, 2008, 11 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
criticm welcome.
Comments
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So simple, yet it speaks volumes. Thank you for your comment, here's one in reply.


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i LOVE this one, so short and sweet, such a good poem ! x
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wow this was a great write on the prompt. the imagery was amazing. i loved the last couple lines.
goodjob on the shiny
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Wow. This is amazinggg. I was captivated from the first line, and I love how you portrayed the prompt ! Very creative; and very well phrased. I love your use of words in this poem. It adds such beauty & power to the piece, structuring it magnificently. The only thing wrong I can see is "stabile" should be "stable"; otherwise, thank you :] This was brilliant.
♥Manduh -
all right =]
your word to be inspired by is:
iron.
go with it where you please :D
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