Forming clouds of blackened rain,
Smokey mist on the glass,
Patterns of musky plains,
Sunshine lips caressed me,
Like leafs molding to dirt,
The bracelet that you gave me,
Symbolizes all the hurt,
The story of our love,
Shattered by cursed dreams,
Forever in the moon of death,
Its crimson hue still gleams.
Author notes
Um.. this definitely isn't my best at all.. My writers block has gotten worse over the coarse of this evening. Oh well.
Prompt was the work bank. I used the words:
-- rain
-- moon
-- sunshine
-- story
-- lips
-- glass
-- tiles
-- dirt
-- leaf
-- cloud
-- bracelet
-- ink
-- splatter
A contest entry
- The water doesn't ruin --x by Noir mariposa...x.
750 points, ended March 10, 29 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Excellent
Very creative and well said. So well expressed. Best of luck in the contest.

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"Ink splatters on moldy tiles,
Forming clouds of blackened rain,
Smokey mist on the glass,
Patterns of musky plains,"
I still think this is still a very good write even with writers block
I love the flow and the rhyme, its such a sad write but I likes it ^^
Thank you for your entry,
I wish you the best of luck
Claire x -
Oh..this is a sorry figure around the poetic scenario..touching and heartfelt expression makes this work very thoughtful one..well done..
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Excellent work here
I love to do the word banks they are a challenge to me

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Love this poem, too. Great use of the word bank.


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you are so0o0o0o good!
Thanks for the great write!
Good luck in your contest!
<3 Abi

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Wow... Well my friend, you stun me yet again with the eloquence of your writing style, the sheer imagery is almost brutal with the sad tale you weave. Stunning write.


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Wow, this is amazing. So much power in such a small poem. You hold gorgeous description and imagery throughout, I really love the first two lines, they really pulled me in to the rest of the poem. Well done, a beautiful poem, one I truly enjoyed reading. - ElectricBloom







