Saturday, 12 February 2011

Rage against Fear

She savaged it to save a smile,
bounced back up from hell,
rising now, star re-born, fired.

Drawing water from the well,
the words are sought, found,
thirst quenched, not drowned.

Destiny mocked, challenged,
he laughed, but she was gone,
carried on the wind of change.

3 comments:

  1. Great work as usual. Well done Abigail :)

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