Amid concrete jungle bridges wrought
Leaving humanity to bleed
While we watch it dying from the other side
Where hearts of stone breathe decayed emotions
In the closed dead minds
In a list
A contest entry
- Word Prompt Quickie by Polaja.
1200 points, ended November 26, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is an interesting take on the prompt
the imagery is desolate and so is the atmosphere that you have created - well done!
Thank you for entering
Polly
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behind painted glass we watch our own world decay to something a dark shade of gray, just something i just thought of, think i need to work on it, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest.
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