- click -
frozen in black and white
a story sketched in a frame
only lasting a second's time
yet telling a timeless piece
a woman screams
tears etched into her pale cheeks
mascara dripping down into a puddle of red
her husband is dead- shot
he's on the floor- bleeding
- click -
vibrant colors
a picture perfect romance
dazzling smiles and bright eyes
inexperienced hearts
misunderstood feelings
its the neighborhood park
two kids - so young and naive
'in love' they say, if only they knew
her bright red smile; his shining blue eyes
a flash of beauty, one might say
- click -
the moon overhead
a dark, yet beautiful, night
swaying leaves from the mile-high trees
crickets chirping: the only sound heard
we are all dreaming of peace
is this what we think of?
a flawless night of beauty?
a dark night when the stars dance like ballerinas
round and round they go
as the world forgets its existence
- crack -
the camera breaks
its told too many lies
too many stories hidden by a disguise
nothing is ever what it seems.
frozen in black and white
a story sketched in a frame
only lasting a second's time
yet telling a timeless piece
a woman screams
tears etched into her pale cheeks
mascara dripping down into a puddle of red
her husband is dead- shot
he's on the floor- bleeding
- click -
vibrant colors
a picture perfect romance
dazzling smiles and bright eyes
inexperienced hearts
misunderstood feelings
its the neighborhood park
two kids - so young and naive
'in love' they say, if only they knew
her bright red smile; his shining blue eyes
a flash of beauty, one might say
- click -
the moon overhead
a dark, yet beautiful, night
swaying leaves from the mile-high trees
crickets chirping: the only sound heard
we are all dreaming of peace
is this what we think of?
a flawless night of beauty?
a dark night when the stars dance like ballerinas
round and round they go
as the world forgets its existence
- crack -
the camera breaks
its told too many lies
too many stories hidden by a disguise
nothing is ever what it seems.
Author notes
what i meant by the - click - was the sound a camera makes when it takes a picture. not sure if that came across in the poem, and if it did... great! 
I chose the title option. I guess that it Option 1? Maybe? 
loved the contest, doll! especially the titles!
A contest entry
- ~Options~ by Dead Hair.
625 points, ended December 16, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
if only a picture really could tell a thousand words... too bad it cant - x-
Comments
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OMG GIO! I was reading this and was thinking to myself 'wow, this author is so angsty and powerful'! I never would have guessed that it was you, not that you're not brilliant, of course!
But the voice here is so unlike your usual one, this is a step outside the usual, and I love it. It's a fantastic moment in your writing career, it's so awesome to see that you are becoming better by the day!
Great job Gio!
The use of the 'clicks' was very well timed and powerful. The imagery is strong and captivating (especially in stanza 2)!
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i wasn't getting it until the last part and it all made sense and it was like WOW! very well written darling!
the camera breaks
its told too many lies
too many stories hidden by a disguise
nothing is ever what it seems.
love it! -
Very well done, Gio!! LOVE IT!!! Its so sad
love the ending! It just brings everything together like BAM! Good luck in the contest
Don't stop BELIEVING (idk... I was gonna say writing, but thats a bit overdone, hehe)
Luv ya,
Syd




