Silver Mist

by Kim   May 25, 2006


A weeping willow looms over the darkened river bank.
Silver tendrils trailing into the cold black waters of despair.
Secrets echo through the night, whispering behind the edges of memory.
A silver mist arises from the lake of fear
Drifting under the cover of perception.
A haunting melody glides through the still air
Of a truth, frozen in time.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dark Demise

    Omg! this is incredible 5/5! great poem!

  • 17 years ago

    by Natalie

    Very nice poem. I really liked your word choice in this. It gave it abit more strength to the poem. Awesome job =) 5/5

    `Taleee. xx.

  • 17 years ago

    by Jessica

    Wow, that is so powerful and so intense! i loved it.. the descriptions were brilliant.. wow.. i really loved that! its metaphoric in a way, but just a truly excellent poem! the imagery was great, it flowed well, and your use of language worked reallly well! 5/5 p.s. thanks for the comment, i agree that she shouldn't have been in that section lol.. xox!

  • 17 years ago

    by Timothy r

    Iloved this poem so much, welcome to my favorites list. Timothy r

  • 17 years ago

    by Megann Lee

    I like this poem. It was very well written.

    And TeufelKind Is German actually. =) Which Means Devil Child Or Devils Child.

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