Behind These Bars (POEM 1-1, 2, 3 format)Behind These Bars (POEM 1-1, 2, 3 format)5 months ago in Concrete Poetry
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Behind these bars I wait.
I sit and I burn as the sun hits my face.
I burn but I don't feel it.
And perhaps I'm lucky for that.
But I sit and I wait at the top of this tower.
Stone wall capturing dropps of midsummer showers.
I scale the stone walls to the top,
And press my face against them trying to break through once again.
I've been here for decades,
But I still sit and I wait,
It's my patients he tests.
Each night is sleepless 'til the amber morning.
Each day I sleep until dawn.
No one ever comes to this desolate place.
Even if they did,
They'de be gone without a trace.
The darkness that resides over him,
Now seems to be working its way into me.
By the end of this line I will be free.
Come back, brother (Short fanfic)Come back, brother (Short fanfic)5 months ago in Settings
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Thor pushed back his red cape over his shoulder, sighing silently. He traced his finger along side of the wall. How long since he has he been gone? He could hardly remember, it still broke this man emotionally. He shook his head silently, his feet clapping silently against the ground. He always hopes his dear brother would just appear or surprise him or something.
Nothing, days passes, nothing, no sign of him, no hint, no hope that he is hiding somewhere. He finally just sat down onto the abandon part of the halls that anyone barely walks. He closed his eyes, lifting head up trying to not to break into tears. It was eminent that he is about