Dark Poetry #3 |
Scareless Crow |
Tomer Senior Member
since 2002-06-28
Posts 1168Michigan |
Leaves shadow a Familiar face, As the mountainous smile glares across his face. He stands secretly behind stone. His name etched in with sins of his own path. His pants to long for comfort, Leaving him dragging with clumsy greed. But Owls can only cater to his luminous gloom. His shielded grin, Covers his stainless soul, Making others think he is two different colors. Classic ties of birds Surround his overgrown head, As he sits there muddling, I wish I were dead. He chastises anyone who is close, But seems inept in reaching for his clothes. Night falls, As pebbles dance on the riverfront. As his shadow sleeps to the pin of the moon. |
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Zall Member
since 2002-08-25
Posts 214London, England |
"Leaving him dragging with clumsy greed. But Owls can only cater to his luminous gloom." I love this line, Great work Zall |
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