Open Poetry #42 |
The Unescapable Rain. |
xTr3m3sT Member
since 2008-03-03
Posts 415 |
Blood rains above my head and falls to the floor dissolves into the air and I breathe it in. The blood is red with poisen in it. I run away trying to escape dodging the raindrops like an extreme game of dodgeball. The blood surrounds my body and drips down my skin. I slip and fall to the floor as the blood rushes into my mouth and I begin to choke on the blood of innocent beings. |
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shyvl Senior Member
since 2008-04-11
Posts 531texas, usa |
Your poetry is alway dark, passionate and extremely introspective. I could feel your anguish. A couple of things- I think poison is misspelled(see even I can't spell it) and I would enjoy seeing you branch out your imagery. I understand you write from where you're at--but blood has been a focal point of many of your pieces--I would enjoy learning more about the way you experience life. sharyn "God made you as you are |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Very Interesting Write! ARCTIC WIND |
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