the wilted

the wilted

A Poem by joshua deathdealer
"

10/2011

"
                                     
                                        sadness sweeps my senses, 
                                          leaves shrivel and fall
                                         on the soft breezes,
                                         whispering in my mind.
                                         "save us"  Gaia cries... 

 

© 2011 joshua deathdealer


Author's Note

joshua deathdealer
written for the "To Touch The Earth" contest. Twenty word prompt from PoppySilver.

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Nice, melodramatic Gaia, is about time we listened to the world-soul.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Save us indeed for we have squandered the gifts she gave us, we are not worthy unless we stop raping the resources and start putting something back, Lovely, keep em' coming

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely piece. You capture it all within the purity of less... awesome!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

yes, you say it well

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very intense... I'm sure she hears your whispers.xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SHORT SWEET AND POWERFUL! SO MEANINGFUL.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

powerful......vivid, nice piece

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So simple but yet intriguing.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think this piece is brilliant in its simplicity.

Perhaps someday mankind will heed to the cries of the earth goddess.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful write with a sense of stillness before the cry--well done!

Posted 13 Years Ago


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joshua deathdealer
joshua deathdealer

Casket City, FL



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