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Subject: The Death Of Ophelia

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tcn

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Date Posted: 14:22:38 01/15/08 Tue

from a prompt given at another writing site

The Death Of Ophelia

Stretches of water melted in a blue mist
as the night air lightened echoing her
shrieks of hysterical laughter.

The sweet gloom of darkness captivated
the paleness of her face,
black hair an upswept tousle of curls.

Futility straightened her rags
as she drowned without any desire
for servility.

Framed in dusk with clasped hands
full of white lilies, a string of twinkle lights
transforms into a flower chain of crimson
blooms.

Footprints through the dust bring water
to the gardens sprouting them with pleasant
pride as Ophelia assimilates to the shadows.

The rivers are to be trusted within their own
conventions, as we within ours, with sufficient
allowances made for inherent temptations.

tcn

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