In a field of exotic flowers,
eyes closed and head tilted upward
breathing in slowly
the scent of true inner beauty,
my eyes snap open and my head quickly turns
to the source of a tear filled scream.
On the top of a hill,
surrounded by dark clouds,
lies a flower whithering from the absence of her sun,
pleading for the warmth and safety that once radiated over her
and to rid herself of this darkened world.
As I listen to each tortured plea,
tears streaming from every scream,
my heart rushes forward to the hills top, arms outheld,
yearning to save this whithering flower from a world without warmth,
to lift her above the clouds and into the light,
to turn her drooping smile into a sunlit grin
and to comfort her in my embrace so she may feel the love in my heart
and be free of every sorrowful tear.
...woah...
ReplyDeleteWhat are your thoughts?
ReplyDeleteThe imagery is intense. The punctuation is distracting. How can you edit to maintain the tension throughout, instead of losing it at each pause, each break?
ReplyDeleteI used the commas to show a split in the lines. It was written in 3 or 4 different section but when I posted it turned into a paragraph form. I will revise the punctuation to smooth things out.
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