Cold Sweats and Scarlet Nightmares

March 16, 2011
By kathrynwillgus GOLD, CROZET, Virginia
kathrynwillgus GOLD, CROZET, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
“Some men see things as they are and say, ‘Why?’ I dream things that never were, and say, ‘Why not?’” Bobby Kennedy


Cold stone sculpted perfectly,
she waits for something new.
Perfect features and eyes of gem stones:
beauty in its simplest form.
Frozen in time with a wondering glare,
her countenance tells tales.
Tales of wandering hearts,
searching for warmth and catastrophe.
A story of vivid imagination,
simply objects of a dream.
Her eyes blink; once, twice, three times.
That perfect brow furrows with contempt,
and the pulse beats rapidly.
She moves with the stiffness of
an oak, a hundred years old.
Her eyes meet yours and they
are scarred with a thousand stories untold.


The author's comments:
This was a very, very painful poem for me to write.

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