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Post by Sathien on Feb 13, 2004 10:19:34 GMT -5
Engulfed in ashes – black and white Shadows of nothing scorching my sight Naked under the wan moon’s gaze Slender cold fingers trailing blaze
Rustling debris beneath bare feet Whispering past of six-feet deep What once stood lofty, once stood tall Can not now answer heaven’s call
Then wafts the sky – a stinging scent Of death and flesh, what blood has lent A taste of bitter, pungent truth No entity can ever soothe
Fingers tremble, eyes deceived Crimson stream darts concealed A hollow vision seals the mind God and Beast – one can’t unbind
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Post by leash on Feb 13, 2004 14:01:35 GMT -5
excellent write, sath. i enjoyed it much. vivid imagery and creative words. your diction worked perfectly with your subject matter.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2004 15:10:40 GMT -5
Descriptive. Sort of a haunting feel to it. Great work.
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Post by bloodredtears on Feb 13, 2004 15:51:15 GMT -5
some really great imagery...this is a great piece i really loved these lines
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Post by SilverEyes on Feb 13, 2004 16:48:44 GMT -5
Wow, this has some great imagery and wonderful descriptions. Great write.
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Post by Sathien on Feb 13, 2004 21:29:40 GMT -5
thanks! that meant a lot as this was my first try at a poem that actually rhymes. ;D
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Post by Eclipse on Feb 16, 2004 20:11:58 GMT -5
Well i'd say you're very good with rhyme. It seems to come naturally to you. the rhymes aren't forced and your imagery is quite chilling. My kinda poem. ^.^ you are truly talented.
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