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Death's Cold Hand

Struck by Death's cold hand, I stagger, heartbreaking loss pulls me apart; facing His sharp gruesome dagger, struck by Death's cold hand, I stagger, undone by His freezing swagger. Steeped in darkness is my poor heart struck by Death's cold hand. I stagger, heartbreaking loss pulls me apart. 04.04.19

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Sam Kauffman

Date: 4/30/2021 9:50:00 AM

Jo congratulations on your win. Your images so profoundly portray the cold sharpness and emptiness of grief. Using the triolet form reinforces the repetitive experience of reliving grief over and over! Wonderfully done. Blessings to you.

Sara Kendrick

Date: 4/25/2019 6:42:00 AM

I have read your creative winning work and wanted to say congrats on your win ..Way to go.. Sara

Constance La France

Date: 4/23/2019 10:54:00 AM

Jo, congratulations on your win in my contest with this dark, yet beautiful piece, I love dark and you delivered !

Subimal Sinha-Roy

Date: 4/22/2019 2:26:00 AM

Congratulations, Jo on your win. You handled the challenge of Triolet very nicely.

Susan Ashley

Date: 4/7/2019 3:14:00 PM

Oh, your triolet is such a dark beauty, Jo. I enjoyed the compelling content, the intriguing imagery and the embracing emotions. Best wishes for a win.. ~Susan

Paul Callus

Date: 4/7/2019 12:27:00 PM

Excellent, Jo! The way a proper Triolet should be, and the content itself is what the sponsor would be after. In my eyes, a sure winner! Regards // paul

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 4/4/2019 8:02:00 PM

awesome Triolet-ing!!! I mean it!!!

Eve Roper

Date: 4/4/2019 12:13:00 PM

Perfect triolet, Jo, and great theme. Good luck in the contest. Hugs Eve ~`*