The fire burning hot and bright
Thick smoke slinking through chilled night
Hands rubbed raw and jaw clenched tight
He barely put up any fight
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
A poem by Kathryn Jane Forest ... no. 1
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Fight,
Kathryn Jane Forest,
Murder,
Poem,
Strong Woman,
Woman
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Hey, where'd my comment go? :( I had comments on this one and on the other poem one. Laaaames!
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I'll try and remember what I said before... I really like this one because of how serene and terrifying she looks at the same time. It wasn't how I imagined it when I was thinking about art to go with the poem, but it fits it perfectly!
Well ... good. I'm glad it works even though it differs from your original thoughts.
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