Re: first picture prompt

Re: first picture prompt

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Through her eyes

The aurora dripped

Forming tiny puddles on the floor

Rivers of hue that flooded away, 

Of what she was

Of what she had been

Of what she had seen,

Heard and touched.

Of what she had inside

Until there was nothing left

Of an existence paper thin

But apathy

But gray

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for picture prompts. wrote this in around 5 minutes, it just came to me really fast i guess. enjoy!

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well done. I love those days when everything just comes to you and it all falls into place. Well written, the imagery and metaphors were great.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nice! I'd try playing around more with line spacing

Posted 12 Years Ago


Good little poem here. Metaphysical and emotional. That is a excellent combination.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Of what she was
Of what she had been
Of what she had seen,

I loved this part, this is amazing

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on June 7, 2012
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Tags: gray, color, sad, emotion

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