Open Poetry #37 |
Cold Front |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
A gray pall among the pines Oaks birches other leafless trees On such a dawn One almost expects to see The single hunter Quietly moving along a stream Silent soldiers Ranked in rows on open fields Slowly coming through the fog On their way to die |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Another wonderful write John. |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
We can not control our dreams but certainly we can creat all kinds of illusion with a bottle. in between, it is the true cold world that unbearable to our eyes of our souls. cold read. |
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