Treasure Island

Brian P FitzGerald


The Church


My heart is held in icy grip
A biting wind now takes my breath
Along the path I struggle and slip
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  • Efe Benjamin (9/19/2013 11:40:00 AM)

    great piece, enjoyed every line, the intensity of death lurking, not even with the church, priest and prayers could it be subsided, shows the inevitability of death, lovely and inspiring poem (Report) Reply

  • Yong Son (9/19/2013 11:28:00 AM)

    You had a visually vivid imagery, and the chilling touch of the church felt the goose bumps through my skin. Awesome job! (Report) Reply

  • Yong Son (9/19/2013 11:22:00 AM)

    Very vivid images and haunting cold imageries. Great visual and good cold senses! (Report) Reply

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