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There's a facination with stringing words together in a way they wouldn't normally fall. For me, that's what makes poetry beautiful and words so powerful.

YEAR OF THE SNAKE CONTEST

Hina

Published by HINAEA | Tuesday, April 02, 2013 7:44 PM


"This would be the last time she would know morning, by tomorrow, the stars would steal her away..." - 122 word count. Resumbitted for April :)


Without the dawn, she was bare and vulnerable
I felt uneasy watching her sleep
Her long, black hair sprawled out like a lace net
fastened to catch darkness instead of light moved as
if some spiritual power had touched it,
forcing waves of it to fall over her shoulders ,
and then onto the tender spot on the inside of her arm
where lay a mark that she belonged somewhere else -
to someone else
This would be the last time she would know morning
By tomorrow, the stars would steal her away
And I begged the moon and evening song to take me instead
Because of all the beauties that make the moon reflect light
Only she promised to save me



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