Wailing soul,
echoes amongst the bark
Trapped with sadness
as tears flourish the roots of life.
Dreaming of freedom
from punishment of sins.
Echoing pleads sway in the wind
as nature becomes silent.
Enchanted by the pain
intrigued by the cries.
The mist fills the woods
like to comfort her anguish.
The night becomes cool
and the branches whisper.
The leafs embrace
her image with life.
Consoling the despair
of her trembling voice.
Wailing soul,
echoes amongst the bark
A contest entry
- Pic Prompt by Lil-Bit Crazy.
600 points, ended May 8, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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bravo. This was great I see why you won. I has an egde of mysticism in it.As it told of life passage.You alway chose your words brillantly and I dont know how you do it but you do.Great job and continue to write from place deep somewhere within.
. Rewarded 4
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awesome job... i really liked this... i could feel it... good luck in contest... thank you for entering
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Bravo!
This is akin to a fall wind in the woods. Fine work, Mom.
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