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Losing Faith of What Could Be (A Poetry Challenge)

Updated on September 19, 2015
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Losing Faith of What Could Be (A Poetry Challenge) By Diana Pierce

Coldness cannot escape my grip,

Freezing arms, legs, and hips,

Pounding is my heart of fury.

Growling beast in a hurry,

To grasp the last breath left in me.

No hope if this is God’s destiny.

Crying long exceeds its purpose I seek,

For hopeless courage seems so obsolete.

As the shadow of death keeps calling me,

I’m slowly losing faith of what could be,

The compassion restored in me is huge,

Call of the wild becomes my refuge.

The Grey-ending scene

Sanvean (I am Your Shadow)

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      John Hansen 22 months ago from Queensland Australia

      Great poem and response to the challenge Dianna. Love the "call of the wild" reference.

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      Diana L Pierce 22 months ago from Potter County, Pa.

      Thanks Jodah. I never take these challenges, but this one seem to draw me in.

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      John Hansen 22 months ago from Queensland Australia

      On the other hand I am addicted to these challenges :)

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      Faith Reaper 22 months ago from southern USA

      Hi Diana,

      What a great response here to Genna's challenge. Great job!

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      Diana L Pierce 22 months ago from Potter County, Pa.

      Thank you, Faith. It means a lot to me to have other poets like my work.

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