Jo Bien Poet Free verse

Atrocity

I stole the silver lining
from the clouds above
and wove them into a mantle
for my bare shoulders
no longer will wishes come true

this atrocity realized
the heavens opened
crying sparkling tears
these I beaded on a
golden thread for my neck

when darkness came, I pulled
the twinkling stars from
the night stitching them
into a flowing skirt
using the crescent moon
as a tiara for my hair

for these sins I am damned
instead of creating something
beautiful, I pillaged it
selfish, narcissistic, envious
of beauty beyond my own

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Joanna Smith February 16, 2010 at 9:41 AM well hey i was just reading this poem again from my favorite and then i noticed you left a thankyou back in january well i did not know and no need to thak me i try to give people my honest opinion and i honestly think you have a talent! sorry for the late reply! =)jo

Jo Bien January 13, 2010 at 9:35 AM thank you, Joanna, for this comment...I can't tell you what this means to me :) JBt

Joanna Smith January 13, 2010 at 9:04 AM I cant believ I'm your first comment! this poem is amazing, truely, the way it speaks of human nature, but still keeping it beautifully discriptive. im so jealous of your skills!