Purity, virginal beauty
alabaster skin untried by love
Blinding light, genuine truth
all that is holy reflected within
Racial identity, collar of the elite
unhealthy bread one should never eat
Heat of the coals, bright and intense
no one can stand this fevered rage
So much represented in this color that taunts me,
a blank page so cruel
and white
A contest entry
- Quickie, anyone? [PIF] by Page Deleted..
575 points, ended December 12, 2008, 6 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Looking forward to your thoughts
Comments
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Interesting penning here, I think I too look at a page to write and see nothing, it's hard to do it as well as some do on here, I am sure you will though
~Luce
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I liked this piece, especially the closing.
Thankyou for entering and best of luck.
Skeletons
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Good luck in the contest C
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i love your take on this girlie!! The blank white page that glares at one before words occur, intimidate...,,
becc
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