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Among the elements she survives and gluts
as her bow parts the white-horsed seas.
The heavy air shortens her sight and blindly
she drinks in the sensations.
Of brine. Of crash. Of chill. Of pitch.
A greedy suckling at a watery breast.
A warning tolled and shouts
from those locked in her womb
Newly formed eyes blinded as
that good, ill-natured beam
shines flatly on her wet boards.
Against the razor’s edge
she flings herself.
Lace-wing sails
flutter fathoms.
- by purple_artemis00 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/15/2009 |
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- Title: Ophelia
- Artist: purple_artemis00
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Description:
A short poem written for a class
Comments and critiques are hugely appreciated and if you comment (more than 25 words) I will critique your stuff!
Thanks so much - Date: 01/15/2009
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Ellie Belle-ieve it - 06/30/2009
- This is beautiful! Very nice, strong vocabulary, and nice imagery! I'm too sleepy now to critique in detail, but over all I congratulate you! It's very nice! biggrin
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