Open Poetry #30 |
December |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
Black, gray and white, like a daily paper, carelessly crumpled, and thrown to the street, the sky was reflected in the cold, puddled pavement. People stepped on the clouds with negligent feet. This year, December was strangely enigmatic, as the landscape dispersed in the hoary haze. Like some maniac lover, passionate and fanatic, the wind chased people, kissing them on the face. Check out my poetry here: http://www.unknownpoets.com/db/authors/master [This message has been edited by Master (12-03-2003 03:28 PM).] |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a vivid description...much enjoyed |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
nice |
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