Monday, April 2, 2012

Blind - National Poetry Month


She walks upon 
the river's edge
Caring not for 
what lies ahead
She couldn't see 
the future's bright
Only revenge 
would be her plight
Daring the fates 
to boldly speak
Hoping her knees 
would not grow weak
Blind to all but 
what muddles her head
This night will see
his future dead

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This story/poem came to me with the first line, then I explored what she was feeling and why, and where she was headed.  I am exploring poetry without boundaries.


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8 comments:

  1. The Brown Recluse (TBR)April 2, 2012 at 1:21 PM

    I love the photograph, and I am very impressed with your poetry..I, too, am a poetess.

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  2. Morgan DragonwillowApril 2, 2012 at 1:27 PM

    I am very visual and that is why I add photos to my words. I am taking your words in... thank you.

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  3. Andy SewinaApril 2, 2012 at 6:51 PM

    She walks upon
    the river's edge - great opening lines!

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  4. Sherry GloagApril 3, 2012 at 1:47 PM

    Very powerful, very vengeful. Very visual. Thanks for sharing.

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    1. Morgan DragonwillowApril 3, 2012 at 2:33 PM

      Thank you so much for that feedback. I greatly appreciate it.

      Peace,
      Morgan

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  5. ShannonApril 3, 2012 at 8:40 PM

    Great work, thank you! Good luck with the Challenge.
    Shannon

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Thanks for sharing your thoughts.