Incorporating Imagery with Emotions
Yesterday I posted my poem that focused on using imagery and descriptions. This next one is also a prose poem. The last poem seemed to have almost too much imagery. For this one, I tried to make a balance between the two, letting the imagery blend with the emotions that the narrator is feeling.
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She knew that she had surpassed the point where innocence turns corrupt, naivete becomes aware. Her footsteps walked along the same leafy path, now void of the excitement and colors it once was enchanted with. The knowing lake crept out from behind the branches, and there she stepped upon the old grey stone, which was no longer a mountain for a king. The sun was rising slowly over the horizon, and each unveiling of truth the light revealed bore tears that bit her core with the realization of her blemished existence.
