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Winner of “Whispers Of The Soul” Thank you Aundria and Kasia |
Tempest Her voice is haunting. Waves of sadness are crashing down upon me. She is wildly beautiful. A bitter tempest, a perfect storm. Her blistering cries are ripping and shredding the embroidery of my soul. Her watery eyes are forever drowning the treasure in my chest each beat a token in payment for passage to her depths. My thoughts, like rats abandoning a sinking ship, are scurrying in vain... With sunken eyes I embrace her beauty. Gasping, gasping, one last time. Winner of Round 11 of "Invalid Item" I read this poem at the Live Poet Society on 02/15/15 I read this poem at the Talent Poetry open mic on 02/12/15 I read this poem at the Talent Poetry open mic on 12/11/14 A list of my open mic poetry readings is here "Open Mic" Line count: 21 lines Form: Free verse Written for: Whispers Of The Soul Poetry contest due 11:59pm WDC time Nov 30. Picture prompt: ** Image ID #2017395 Unavailable **
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