The Accident

By cynthiae77

Fri, 18 Nov 2011
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Rain pounding,
a wind howling
roaring through the night.

Clarity gone,
a bitter tone
replaced by a sinful fright.

Red flows,
a lifeless glow
never again to see light.

He cried,
as she died
a tortured soul filled with plight.

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Submitted by TVR on
Hi cyn, thought this was excellent, really. Deserved to be cherried, sometimes I wonder about that lot on editorial. I love the rhythym of this piece, brought about by the clever ryhming pattern of your stanzas - 1st and 2nd lines; 3rd and 6th etc. Much enjoyed. Getting round to more Grave Obsession real soon. You seem as much at home with poetry as prose. Good stuff! Trevor

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Submitted by cynthiae77 on
Thank you for your wonderful comments, Trevor! That made my day :)