We would fall in slow motion, at first, and see the beautiful stars and the craggy stone in the few heartbeats that time had frozen.
the wingbeats of glass angels rippled through the passageway of memoryThe surreal, reminiscent mood were effectively conveyed.
Green trees white snow red blood!While this juxtaposition of adjectives is creative, the exclamation point kills the line. This entire line could probably be deleted--the adjectives are weak and it interrupts the flow, and it doesn't seem to have a function other than to startle the reader.
until all we see is a wilderness of bronze and ash.
blanket of snow silence flutters down over ours ears
just an empty void where the crucifix crushes our chest
And yet we are not dead.
Still, unmoving we may be, yet somewhere
While this juxtaposition of adjectives is creative, the exclamation point kills the line. This entire line could probably be deleted--the adjectives are weak and it interrupts the flow, and it doesn't seem to have a function other than to startle the reader.
Ayra wrote:Green trees white snow red blood!