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Dewsbury Slope
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Dewsbury Slope |
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georgek Member
since 2009-06-07
Posts 79
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I watched the sun set on Dewsbury Slope Death and breath had crossed my brow When wise men spoke and soldiers broke The clash of swords from broken words All spawn from hate to desecrate This lovely field that God had built Legions crept as wise men wept Priests grew old and widows moaned Even so, the rain did blow Through death and snow, the air grew cold All brittle be, from words to be Parchments new from solicitude Great men of old who gave us hope Bow down to God, that we may cope So we may kill through love and hope To spill more blood on Dewsbury Slope. I watched a while as the air grew cold The brittle bones and the ones who moaned Solemn swords that knew no words That struck the heart,cold.....inert... All dead and buried....and long time perished Except the ghosts and those who lorn Ghouls that pass are seldom vast That moan and groan through ages past No blade of grass, that even serpents pass.... This ill demise of Dewsbury's past |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
A fabulous piece of poetry. Thoroughly enjoyed your work. Carpe' Diem, |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
I agree, you're work was a real pleasure to read! God bless, Rae |
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georgek Member
since 2009-06-07
Posts 79 |
Many thanks folks. Regards George |
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