Teen Poetry #2 |
A lonely breath |
Lucius Cade Member
since 2000-03-23
Posts 235Saskatchewan |
<font face="Arial, Arial, Verdana" color="#000000" size="2"> A lonely breath is taken Despairing the dreaded morrow A world decayed and shaken Even at best, replete with sorrow And in its darkest hours Sitting withered in his place An old man seethingly scours Eyes fixed, on his untied bootlace 'Tis been one week since he took his seat Nor food or water consumed The scraps of his mind, those not deplete Have convinced him, he is doomed 'Twas he who chose this tortured death From this wretched earth exiled But as his body takes its final breath His face twists into a smile </font><!signature--> <font face="Arial, Verdana" size="1" color="#000080"> Lucidity is the answer to all problems</font> [This message has been edited by Lucius Cade (edited 06-04-2000).] |
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Lani_DarkOne Member
since 2000-05-28
Posts 152UK |
Very powerful...great poem!! |
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StarPryncess17 Senior Member
since 2000-05-31
Posts 932Colorado |
WOW! Great writing! you have found every way possible to make people see beyond the words and into your heart. you have a wonderful writing style! Keep it up! I love reading your work! Love ~*~Jessica~*~ |
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brendon2k Junior Member
since 2000-05-11
Posts 38none |
WOW! Jesse i loved this one, super powerful poem. Loved it, all around one of the best you/ve written yet. |
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Jeremy Halstead Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 569Morris, Ill. U.S.A |
This one the most creative ideas I've read since I've gotten on here. I really like reading yer stuff. Keep us all nurished. Jeremy Halstead |
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TearsOfPearls Member
since 1999-09-23
Posts 322Vereeniging, South-Africa |
This is a great poem, full of emotion. Great style. "But as his body takes it's final breath his face twists into a smile" That is my favourite part. That is how I would like to die, with a smile on my face. Waves...amazing hey? Wind blowing over smoothe ocean water creates shear. The longer the wind blows, and the futher the fetch, the more energy gets transferred from the wind to the water. What started off as a breeze 1 000km away, ends up as a glass-faced barrel at some far off beach. |
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