Teetering On the Gates of Hell
Teetering on the Gates of Hell
Having balanced upon the Gates of Hell and fallen back into joy,
Resurrected from degeneration and despair only to stumble
Where voluptuous prowess exerts an enticing allure…false satisfaction.
Eternity forever captured with one last lunge…devouring hope.
And the soul remains chained, forever…to the ever-welcoming Gates of Hell.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
February 28, 2010
Poetic form: Free Verse
Please use the link below to see the “Digital Painting” that inspired this poem.
http://daneann.redbubble.com/sets/74185/works/3331360-2-hells-gate
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010
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