A short poem about love, vanity and war.

Death’s ebon dart
Flew with accuracy
Struck her heart
With adept mastery

Under Gibbous rays
She lay bleeding
Her memory sways
Her life fleeing

The battle raged
For wont of days
Only delayed
By her discovery

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  • David McDonald on Jul 16, 2011

    A Fine Visual piece with great use of the text “Her memory sways
    Her life fleeing” gives the reader a picture to manipulate into the frame of the assualt.

    I thoroughly enjoyed it.

  • sasha on Sep 17, 2011

    :o amazing . ilovedit

  • Erin Miller on Jan 18, 2012

    Definitely an amazing poem.

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