How quick, the end.

Posted on February 20, 2010 by fortunesfool73

Written for Poetry week.

Light catches the blade

A second hangs,

In eterenity

I feel

Nothing.

Warmth spreads

Blood,

My life,

Ends

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Bashabi Fraser says:

March 8, 2010 at 9:56 am

Short lines make this free verse effective. The images are sharp – like the blade that cuts life short.

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