Open Poetry #32 |
My Darling |
cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
I saw her standing there, My macoushla. How beautiful she looked that day. Well- defined lips closed tightly, dark eyes stared frostily hair blowing in the breeze, a Galway shawl covered her shoulders. Her small hands held a Thompson gun which clattered and whined as she pulled the trigger . Red seeped through his khaki jacket as he slumped to the ground. Honour avenged Gallows claimed my darling but she will dwell in my heart forever. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
oh my... what a scene, so vivid the imagery here |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Sounds like an old movie. Enjoyed the read. JL She said: ”You look cute in the dark.” |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
You're quite a story teller! Is this part of an ongoing story -- I intrigued. |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
Thank you for replying Shadows. maggie |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
Thank you J.L glad that you liked it. maggie |
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cusick Senior Member
since 2003-07-27
Posts 668 |
Illana it is partly true. It is about my aunt in Ireland who was raped some years ago. She wanted to kill him but didn't. Thanks for your comments. Maggie |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Like this writing...James |
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