(Acrostic Verse Challenge)


As I fell, I shrieked the word
not once, nor twice, but thrice.

"Catharsis! Purge me! Catharsis!"
And all layers were unveiled
To reveal the molten terror
Hidden beneath the surface,
Absorbing the unwary traveler
Reaching out a helping hand.
Silencing the primal rage
Infecting the inner being,
So that all that remains

are the scattered pieces
of my catharsis.

Poetry by Thomas Selnes The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-11-24 at 23:04

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Ghost of Heino
My Sir, I adore thee
and your woven balm
caressing just that part of my brain

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Rob Graber
This is a cool response! Don't know how I missed it back at the time...

as always, your poems simply take my breath away!
Another amazing write!

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