Open Poetry #32 |
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Death of Summer |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys ![]() |
I forgot about this one, this was from a challenge a little bit ago on the rythms of frost...i was told to post this seperatly and forgot till now...anyways... Death of Summer One winter’s morn I sought to weep My body captured -neath the sheets The suns embrace upon my face Inscribed my skin three layers deep With lines of beauty and of grace. The Winter’s morn had won the race, Nature’s course had been set in stone, Held up by nothing more than lace. Yet that mourning I sat alone, And watched the light that it had shone Lifted so high up in the sky Like it had something to atone One Winter’s morn I broke and cried When natures stone fell from the sky Forever winter will survive Forever winter will survive. Beauty is truth, truth beauty |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
a sadly beautiful piece seems true most times (about winter surviving) |
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Kaoru![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Beautiful work, lad. |
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eor Senior Member
since 2002-09-26
Posts 959blues & greys |
thanks! |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Great writing, Matt. Take care.......Sue I am in motion |
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rosepetals25![]()
since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076PA |
Very cool poem, I definately enjoyed reading it ![]() Tara |
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time prophet Member
since 2003-07-30
Posts 371In New Zealand Amongst the Ancient Trees |
Has a nice rythm to it, enjoyed. |
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