Emotional Fever
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| Quinn Dombrowski |
In the grip
Of bitter emotions
Sickness creeps inside the mind
Causing ordinary thoughts
To burn
Burning
Slow
Through
Time
Turning matter into embers
Embers falling into ash
Until nothing remains
But a void cavity
Eyes not seeing truth
Ears deaf to the pleas
Alone with the anger
Alone and never free
Then will
The fever rest
Leaving perceptions changed
Making reality
Not to be
Dana
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| Written for Writer's Workshop! |
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Is this the random sentence one? It flows well, I couldn't tell as nothing is out of place. Good work, good poetry takes a talent I wish I had xo
ReplyDeleteYes it is the prompt for the random sentence generator. My sentence was "The fever rests" Thank you for the sweet comment and coming by to read!
DeleteA great job on the prompt, Dana. :-) I am so glad you linked up this week. :-)
ReplyDelete~Imelda
Thank you Imelda! I've been so busy and I just hate it when I miss linking up.
DeleteIs this about being so sick with emotion, that one takes a rain check from reality? *visiting from Write on Edge*
ReplyDeleteYes it is!I know we all have gone there to some degree. Thanks for coming by!
Deletedenial is a powerful thing and you captured it well for me . I'm so happy you linked up again. I have missed your particfipation. When you come back, you come back with a bang!! I loved this.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much! I try to do the prompt and link up as much as I can... but sometimes I run out of time.
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