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Death Still Beckons

If vines erupted and conquered my name,
On weather-cracked-stone beneath sullen skies;
Where shrouded secrets sink smothered in shame,
Circled by vultures that pray passion dies;
Eager to feed on Rigamortised dreams,
Candlewax death-cicles frozen insane;
Recycled failures devolving from screams,
Heard ruptured eyes when I couldn’t say plain –
Although tomorrow seems life-times away,
After yesterday killed ours yet unseen,
I loved you then, would then, and do today,
Despite your silence which suffocates green;
 Then truly would I gasp bereft of breath,
  When still unforgiven beckons cruel death.

Written: 10/2/2016
Submittal for:  Overgrown with Vines
Sponsored by:  Broken Wings
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Kendrick Avatar
October 14, 2016 at 3:02 PM
Enjoyed reading your winning work..Very unique and creative..Congrats on your placement in the winners' list..Sara
La France Avatar
October 10, 2016 at 10:07 AM
Phillip, congratulations on your win in my contest with this great sonnet ~
Scars Avatar
October 9, 2016 at 11:25 AM
I love your sonnets Phillip- "when still unforgiven beckons cruel death"...wow powerful stuff here...congratulations on your placement :)-luloo
Smith Avatar
October 8, 2016 at 5:39 PM
Sadly wonderful write Phillip, congratulations....
Garcia Avatar
October 8, 2016 at 5:43 PM
Thank you Charlie - very much appreciated
Daniel Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 9:06 AM
This one is really dark and sad but very beautiful, Phillip:) I do hope it gets top honours:)
Smith Avatar
October 3, 2016 at 12:31 PM
Good take on the theme Phil. Nice use of alliteration and fresh imagery here in this sonnet.
Scars Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 11:33 AM
Oh Phillip this is so sadly beautiful... Love it...;)-luloo
Marcum Wong Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 11:13 AM
Pain seeps from every line Phillip. I can relate to someone who won't forgive. It is their lesson to learn, not yours. You need to forgive them for not forgiving. This is a wonderful offering for the contest and I hope it gets top honors. : ) 7
Garcia Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 11:20 AM
Thank you Connie - your words lifted my spirits that have become troubled by how freely these darker writes have been flowing from me of late - thank you sincerely :)
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