Jacob Bellville Poet Rhyme

Broken and Soar

In the Capital City of Sakkad.
White stone shone dull,
Spires rose like gods.

I lean out an open sill,
Spine twisted and bent, my body lacking skill.

Wildest wind whispers in my ears,
Filling my thoughts. Setting motion to inner gears.

It started soft, but harder now.
Whipping voices fill my mind with thoughts so loud.
jump. Jump. JUMP! It pounds.
It promises the pain will leave without sound.

As I tumble the wind shouts and sings,
Filling up my feathered wings.
As I glide up towards the gods,
I look down at the white dull stone,
and the Capital City of Sakkad.


For the "Who are you?-- Fantasy Character You Contest
12/1/13

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Poet Destroyer A March 26, 2016 at 10:36 PM Jacob Bellville, you've expressed yourself well, I like the way you ended the poem. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Happy Easter ** LOVE LINDA

Skat A August 10, 2015 at 7:24 PM JACOB, a wonderful read.... LOVE *SKAT*

David Fisher December 2, 2013 at 5:55 PM Enjoyable poem with a creative twist. Good luck in the contest.