joanne kat meek


Last Light - Poem by joanne kat meek

The instruments of darkness filed her heart. Soul was foul as death. No light could shine threw. Anon calls out in whispers. Drum's and trumpets are playing in her wounded heart but she hears the call Anon, the unclear mystery. Doubtful it stood to her, it sounded sweet and she let it in. She opens her heart and let's the light in only to realizes the unclear whisper which called out Anon was he the devil and he took the last bit of light in her and left her for dead


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Today I realized how closed off I was and this poem I wrote reminds me to always smile

Comments about Last Light by joanne kat meek

  • Gold Star - 15,915 Points John Westlake (5/1/2014 3:07:00 PM)

    A dark but well written poem. If it is a reminder to help you smile then fair enough. If you want to talk to anyone, I am here (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 45 Points Colleen Courtney (5/1/2014 2:47:00 PM)

    Hmmm...a dark piece but very nicely written! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 1, 2014



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