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Escape (fear poem for emotions workshop)
Escape
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Who's that woman 'bout to fall?
She, with hair of silver and gold,
advancing in years and dreams untold.
Ghosts and demons at her heels,
caring not for her plaintive appeals.
On her trail, they have her scent.
She runs on energy nearly spent,
For to find safe haven's arms,
To protect her from craven harms.
Evils meant to undo her soul,
Chase her to death’s dark atoll.
Running hard through the night,
Barely daring to win this fight,
Stumbling over stone and rock,
Time grows ever shorter: tic-tock.
If she can but out distance this throng,
She’ll soon hear morning’s sweet song.
If she can but make the dawn,
They will turn to smoke, their power gone.
ash to ash and dust to dust,
they lose this time by her footfall’s thrust.
Comments
Candlewitch
Mon, 2011-09-12 11:54
Hey Chrys,
This one almost wrote itself... (It is the Envy poem I struggled so hard with!) Thanks for your input.
always, Cat
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raj
Sun, 2011-09-11 14:30
Dear Cat
not only does this poem express fear but what i marvel about is its flow and cadence...it is as smooth as silk...
raj (sublime_ocean)
Candlewitch
Mon, 2011-09-12 11:56
:)
Thank you, Raj! A poem is nothing without a good reader to compliment it! Your comments are very welcome.
always, Cat
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lou
Tue, 2011-09-13 08:31
Cat
I could certainly feel fear at my heels.
lou
Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!
Candlewitch
Wed, 2011-09-14 11:59
Dear Lou,
Thanks for reading. Your participation is greatly appreciated.
always, Cat
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