A child conceived,
Brought forth from the dwelling place of people yet to be,
Lingered there, twixt one world and the other,
Death and life, life and death,
And wondered which was which.
A contest entry
- No Rules - No Excuses by Dalaney.
925 points, ended October 16, 2008, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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hmm, in the words of scirocco, very "provocative"
it makes the reader think!
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short, wonderful, absolutely love this!
thank you so much for entering. love, lane -
..hmm.. i am bothered by the word 'twixt', i think it's too coarse a word.
a softer word, like "between" would work better - at least in my opinion
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