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Escape (fear poem for emotions workshop)

Escape

Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Who's that woman 'bout to fall?
She, with hair of silver and gold,
advancing in years and dreams untold.
Ghosts and demons at her heels,
caring not for her plaintive appeals.
On her trail, they have her scent.
She runs on energy nearly spent,
For to find safe haven's arms,
To protect her from craven harms.
Evils meant to undo her soul,
Chase her to death’s dark atoll.
Running hard through the night,
Barely daring to win this fight,
Stumbling over stone and rock,
Time grows ever shorter: tic-tock.
If she can but out distance this throng,
She’ll soon hear morning’s sweet song.
If she can but make the dawn,
They will turn to smoke, their power gone.
ash to ash and dust to dust,
they lose this time by her footfall’s thrust.

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Poem about fear without using the word "fear" for emotions workshop.
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Comments

This one almost wrote itself... (It is the Envy poem I struggled so hard with!) Thanks for your input.

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

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not only does this poem express fear but what i marvel about is its flow and cadence...it is as smooth as silk...

raj (sublime_ocean)

Thank you, Raj! A poem is nothing without a good reader to compliment it! Your comments are very welcome.

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
http://eddystyx.mythramuse.com/

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I could certainly feel fear at my heels.

lou

Stand tall, be proud to be who you are, give the world the finger!!!!

Thanks for reading. Your participation is greatly appreciated.

always, Cat

When you fling poo, some of the stink sticks to you!

"The Book of Styx" can be ordered and purchased on line at:
http://eddystyx.mythramuse.com/

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