Thursday, 30 July 2015

A Word That Rose

A Word that Rose—

Though mild - It seemed

Grew - Twisted Twirled and Cold

Became a Thorn that shot a heart

Beyond the Realm of Right—

A Word that Iced a fountain-smile

Like souls in limbo Stays

In pain – regretful sighs

No Earth – nor – Hell – neither Heaven


I used Dickinson’s poem A WindThat Rose for my inspiration


Posted for MTB dVerse where we are writing in the style of Emily Dickinson