OSI – Crimson
As I look at the poppies field
I wonder Crimson or Scarlet –
Deep or clear,
Intense or tense?
Beauty reign in colour.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Image from Wallpapers Free
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OSI – Crimson
As I look at the poppies field
I wonder Crimson or Scarlet –
Deep or clear,
Intense or tense?
Beauty reign in colour.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Image from Wallpapers Free
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Follow me on Twitter: @Phoenix_EM
Beauty Queen
“By God, it’s so hot.” Sheila thought and tried to stretch her arms, yawning. Before she knew anything, she noticed the utter darkness. “Am I in a cellar?” she murmured. She couldn’t see her arms did not stretch. With a grunt, Sheila tried to stand up. Failed. The darkness was as thick as always. She wanted to rub the numbness off her feet. Failing again, Sheila suddenly realized she didn’t feel numb. She didn’t feel. “If only there was light,” she was getting annoyed. Was she even moving her limbs? Were there even limbs for her to move? What was that ineffective place?
Only last night, it seemed to her, Sheila was the new Beauty Queen. She remembered she drank champagne off the glass of that masked boy – mask way too scary, yet he was a charmer.
“So, how do zombie beauties live?” Sheila blinked in confusion and irritation.
© 2012 Mariya Koleva
Submitted to Writerlious blog to a prompt: Beautiful Zombies.