Open Poetry #15 |
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Heroine |
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Masked Intruder![]() ![]()
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since 1999-05-23
Posts 1231Near golden sunsets ![]() |
Numbness creeps along her arm, drifting slowly about her skin as the serpent coils, tight, then loose again. Light then dark, black then white; nodding infallibly through illusion, chasing the dragon, escaping life's cognition. An inscrutable understanding as the paradox folds untrue, her arms knot in pain her skin shades white to blue. Our Heroine moves day by day, second by second fleeing the monster threatening her mind and soul in hopes to die a clean death. You can't wake a person who is pretending to be asleep. -- Navajo Proverb |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
God, if this be a prayer, then I wish I did not understand this. Ty, Phil...I asked for it didn't I? lu |
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Zinsser Senior Member
since 2001-02-27
Posts 1641Calif. |
This is interesting... well done ~ One day at a time ~ Connie |
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Sven![]() ![]()
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
I believe that our heroine posesses the strength to take care of the monster that no hero could match. . . great job. . . ---------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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