The End
Her ashen face
Turns to green
Like her translucent wings
Head bowed
She pleads
For redemption
Another chance
Freedom from her cursed life
For she is trapped
Neither human, nor fly
Condemned
To nothingness
Exposed, numbed
Mired in infamy
Her heart sinks
A river of silent tears
Just then
The curtain falls
Thanks to Tess @ Magpie Tales for this amazing writing prompt.
Lovely poem!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteA fresh, imaginative response to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteWelcome here Berowne. Thank you so much for your kind words. I'm humbled.
DeleteReading second poem of yours in a single day. God Bless, you are talented
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Village Girl
Thank you ever so much for your kind words. I'm really very humbled!
DeleteWell done. Sometimes the closing curtains are a blessing.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Thank you so much Anna. Welcome here!
DeleteI' m sure she will emerge from the crucible of the borderlands ....
ReplyDeleteWelcome here! Yes! I hope so too...
DeleteTrapped in nothingness--so stark. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHi Theresa, Welcome here! Thank you so much!!!
DeleteBittersweet and lovely...
ReplyDeleteThank you ever so much!!!
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