Dark Poetry #4 |
in rising sun (5) |
JenniferMaxwell
since 2006-09-14
Posts 2423 |
like little tin soldiers on a parade field evil stick figures march to my morning drums - the tiny heartbeats in my wind up bird chest plastic in melting sun in single file they goose step and two step sieg heil and full moon the furious queen and the cat in the hat on the window sill licking up honeyed sun wearing spiked helmets over tinfoil hats the forces of good bagpipe and drum through thistle and heather shouting ne obliviscaris shaking fists at the darkening sun the battle ensues - light clashes with darkness thor thunderbolts and loud donnerschlag cracks monogrammed crystal and the alice tea set silver in sparkling sun victorious as always the black clan of duncan drives evil stick figures into the sea bloods thicker than water and darkness succumbs to the light of the rising sun [This message has been edited by JenniferMaxwell (09-17-2007 09:57 AM).] |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
Great title for a great poem ARCTIC WIND |
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