Tear residue
clawing at her sleep,
heart pounds the cadence
from sorrow’s steady beat.
Craving’s attic,
her haven,
hands from lost dreams
beckoning as a satyr’s spell,
Slipping into a netherworld
where she can taste taboo’s fire,
watching for Adonis phantom
always eluding her passions.
Carrying its flame in her eyes,
waiting
for love’s candleholder
to blaze her darkness.
Author notes
59 words
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A contest entry
- Quickie Anyone?? by Sweet Impatience.
750 points, ended November 18, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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The darkness consumes the reader. The prompt is complimented by this work. Third stanza is the best of all. The hands of lost dreams seeking satry's spell. Great job.Well deserving of Gold
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Excellent! What an amazing poem Bro. You do these so well. Congratulations on your well deserved gold
Gaylene
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Congrats on the gold, great poem!
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Holy cow, this is amazing! Congratulations on the well-deserved gold
L.
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Wow! This is absolutely brilliant! The dark imagery and the emotion in the write.. love it!!
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pardon me as I pick up my jaw from the floor.. this is a brilliant write. I absolutely love this one, the darkness that seeps throughout this poem is way cool.. the imagery is fabulous. and I really love this poem.
good luck
kat
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Totally Dark...
...and lovely! Truly enjoyed the depth and emotion oozing out of every word! Good luck in the contest! -
Wickedly good... such great emotion within the confines of 60 words. You see more than others... Excellent write and best of luck.
Ken
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This is deep and a job well done.
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