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The Graveyard of Angels
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The Graveyard of Angels |
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trevorskogsbergh Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 129South Pasadena, CA 
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Cemetary of the dead Stone pillars so old A graveyard of angels And stories untold Withered flowers Willows that weep Six feet under The dead are asleep A place of solitude And restless souls This city of angels For whom the bell tolls Time passes slowly The seasons go by As the sun goes down The moon comes nigh Scurring shadows Whispering breeze Celestial voices And screaming trees So many gravestones So cold and so dark Surrounded by death The souls embark On a heavenly journey Through time and through space A Psalm of Psalm's A feeling of grace Under the moonlight The angels dance Leaving the dead In a peaceful trance The sun will rise The day will begin The graveyard of angels Is quiet again Better to die, and sleep |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hi Trevor I really enjoyed this and the amazing images that went with it. Take care......Sue I am in motion |
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vlraynes Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-25
Posts 8229Somewhere... out there... |
Trevor...I've always loved the old graveyards, with the tall headstones marking the graves...and yes... the mysteries of the lives of those who are buried there. You describe it well. Hugs, ~Vicky "My friends are my estate." ~Emily Dickinson [This message has been edited by vlraynes (07-26-2003 03:00 AM).] |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
Trevor, the first twist of angels I have seen in this light thank you xxoo |
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trevorskogsbergh Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 129South Pasadena, CA |
Thanks for all the kind words. Better to die, and sleep |
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