Veins ran dry… life drained out of them,
scavengers’ eager to suck the last drop,
a wild rose bled red through its stem,
petals fell to the ground, as she inhaled
very creative work Christine - in addition to "selfless" for this reader a vision of resurrection -- I bid you love and peace my dear friend -- Jon Michael
Intense in its sheer passion. I wondered if the scavengers were expelled from the veins with the inhaled breath or if the wild rose and the petals falling to the ground represented the death of what once was. As usual your writing is beautiful and filled with emotions, that pull at the heart and make the soul ache to comfort the person in so much pain...
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fee
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Axilea
Peace, love and light,
Amber
Haunting and very creative. Loved this alot!
Many blessings,
~Linda
a new beginning!!
~Christine~
Excellance in writing!!!
Lady Vivian
Beautiful poem xx
Janna
Hugs,
Anna
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Be always safe,
Karen
This is very fine indeed.
John
hugs
fee
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
Blessings, xx
Christine