Two questions in the armory

A Poem By Kathleen // 6/16/2013

Step into the armory
the wizard told me.
I gazed round the room
‘’ What kind would you like?’’
he asked.
‘’ I think I’d like armor
a lot stronger than
the normal sort
the kind that keeps out the dreaming
the hoping
and most importantly the loving
the kind that would give me
a heart as hard as diamonds
a heart, always, always
whole.
He was still for a moment
then he asked me
another question.
He asked me if I wanted to be
like Morgan Le Fay, like Circe
or just dead?

Comments

I love the underlying

I love the underlying messages in this. You disguised them perfectly within the story. I love the ending. Great job.

Madeline | Sun, 06/16/2013

everything was better when/you would call and I'd be like/yeah babe, no way

I agree with Homey, the

I agree with Homey, the underlying messages were perfect. The ending was my favorite. Great job!!

E | Mon, 06/17/2013

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

Ditto!

Wow! That's all I've got to say.
A whole story in just a few lines, makes my brain go "Boom!" LOL!
Very, very, very, very, very, very well done!

Kassady | Mon, 06/17/2013

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
---
Write On!

Wow. Just, wow.

Wow. Just, wow.

Anna | Sun, 07/07/2013

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

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