The Prophecy.

by Gardevite

Published October 28, 2013

In Poetry

I've seen you in my shining eye.
The trees rustle in wait, my dears.
A lady of the sea will seal one's fate with blushing red.
A man in the mud, bears more then you give him credit.
To be lost in brown and to feel it inside you.
I've seen this before, in my broken reflection.
A stranger in my friend's body makes no sound.
The trees have been waiting.
The journey ends

With my shining eye.


Comments & reviews · 3
DarkRavenGrimm wrote a review Review · Oct 30, 2013

This was a great poem and i simply fell in love with this piece. My favorite line " A stranger in my friend's body makes no sound." i loved the line. The ending was really strong and the way you portrayed the end was brilliant. I hope too see more of this beautiful work. It is a great take on a well known genre and something new.

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VictoriaIsis commented Comment · Oct 29, 2013

The ending was really strong, I like this a lot. You have a lot of imagination, as the poem shows, and I can't find any flaws. You did a really good job with this.

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Niraco wrote a review Review · Oct 28, 2013

I have never been very good at reviewing poems so sorry if I am a little weird here, hahha.

I do enjoy the fantasy genre which may make me a little bias. Saying that, I really did enjoy this poem. One of my favourite lines would have to be

A lady of the sea will seal one's fate with blushing red.

For me I got the image of a wondrous powerful witchy women. Hahha.

Having said that this poem lacked any real heart and seemed rather bland for a poem on fantasy. It could have used with some bigger and brighter imagery which is what makes a fantasy poem really shine.

All in all this was a pleasant poem but I didn't feel that it had any real depth to it and was very plain. Good work, keep on writing!



“Such nonsense!" declared Dr Greysteel. "Whoever heard of cats doing anything useful!" "Except for staring at one in a supercilious manner," said Strange. "That has a sort of moral usefulness, I suppose, in making one feel uncomfortable and encouraging sober reflection upon one's imperfections.”
— Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell