sarah frank

Rookie (May 4 / Florida)

Ink In Blood - Poem by sarah frank

Writing with pride
a fresh cut of life
Drops of Ink in blood

Leaving a path of black & red
The room fills with darkness
Moonlight lies in greed.

Lighting flash
cracking the tree
bursting it in flames

Scream and Fear
Ink in Blood
Pen crushes and snaps

The nightmare is over
Ink In blood
Is a curse of greed

Comments about Ink In Blood by sarah frank

  • Rookie - 0 Points Christopher Is Dead (but I'm More Than Alive) (12/6/2009 7:46:00 PM)

    It may be selfish, but sometimes it's hard not to look for an escape from pain. Very heavy poem. I like how you put in the tree bursting in flames. It really puts an image to the theme of the poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 4, 2009

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