A drowned maiden's hair
Lungs burning,legs kicking,
eyes crying,
no air,
no life,
just another limp body on the edge of the water,
a battle that was lost,
morning over the loss,
but all anybody knows her as,
is,
a drowned maiden's hair.
A drowned maiden's hair
Lungs burning,Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
"Foolish mortal" | 1 | 12/10/2009 |
Untitled | 0 | 06/09/2009 |
Coner | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
Werewolf | 0 | 05/27/2009 |
Vampire | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
A drowned maiden's hair | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
I don't understand | 0 | 05/26/2009 |
Despair | 1 | 05/26/2009 |
A cold hearted, non-emotional person | 3 | 05/24/2009 |
Only a dream | 1 | 05/24/2009 |
I don't believe it | 1 | 05/24/2009 |
Soulless | 1 | 05/24/2009 |
Fearful Tears | 0 | 05/24/2009 |
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