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Seraphs Hibernal Wasteland

She peers at captivation Moon swindling her frore heartbeat Beams tearing the soul outward She stands firm with ground Wings sprout out, after ice thaws Whispering desolation Whirls around her and she cuts The emotion out Forgive her please, if you will, For she only spreads her wings For those who can captivate As well as this moon _________________________ For: Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dream Weaver's contest "Dodoitsu Darkness" By: Tim 09/19/11

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Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 9/28/2011 11:15:00 AM

Tim this is a beautiful expression of great visuals and vibrant lines of creativity luv.. seeing those wing spans for sure ..they protect and defend.. for He has given His Angels charge over thee..oh.

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 9/25/2011 12:10:00 PM

Congratulations on your win in the contest of Tracie "Dodoitsu Darkness" Tim. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick

Date: 9/23/2011 2:29:00 PM

Good winning work..Congrats..Sara

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 9/22/2011 5:13:00 PM

Congrats Tim on a super second place win my friend with awesome poetry luv..

Nancy Jones

Date: 9/19/2011 10:36:00 PM

dang... meant enlightenmeNt...

Nancy Jones

Date: 9/19/2011 9:42:00 PM

dig the moon... not understanding the frore.. mighty sweet. ~N

Nancy Jones
Date: 9/19/2011 10:33:00 PM

ahso! great word indeed, thanks for the enlightenmet!

Tim B
Date: 9/19/2011 9:48:00 PM

frore = "frore [frawr, frohr] adjective Archaic . frozen; frosty." :) Had no idea what it was either until I happened upon it in the thesaurus. Great word, FRORE!