Dark Poetry #1 |
Nil Desperandum |
JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA |
Blustery brisk December day, bathing all in frigid gray. Glacial winds cleave the air, slyly thieving my despair. Winter's death begins descension, as my dreams commence ascension. Earth's gelid sleep beyond contention, my exultation defies comprehension. As I walk this necropolis of frozen ground, despite the brittle screech of arctic hound. Though its hollow cry's a demonic sound, I awe at the felicity I have found. ------------------ Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. JP |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Hauntingly dark, wonderful job here The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
Good imagery here. I could see the "brisk December day." JOY |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Awesome work JP Jenny Lee Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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