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Dead Leaves
Contributed by
espeeayzee
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Friday, 6th July 2007 @ 04:28:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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it comes when the leaves are backlit with red
when collective confusion shadows the sun
and only then does it feel bright
silently amongst a crowd of strangers
the need for a horn presents itself
trembling internally
for that elevated echo to ascend the celeste
in hopes our ears will deafen to the sound
in hopes the sound opens the valves of our tear ducts
provoking our most dormant recesses to flood our filth
undressing the abashed
and when the leaves finally become consumed by worms,
hidden from the blaze of the over rated,
it finds a level of comfort
beneath the nights spherical medium,
rotating around our axis
waxing and waning as one
with the echoes of the past
and these are the calls from those we never see
Copyright ©
espeeayzee
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2007-07-06 16:28:23] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Dead Leaves
(User Rating: 1 ) by Whisper on
Friday, 6th July 2007 @ 05:10:39 PM AEST (User
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Bravo excellent write
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Re: Dead Leaves
(User Rating: 1 ) by deadheadpoet on
Saturday, 7th July 2007 @ 03:16:24 AM AEST (User
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Enjoyed the read. Beautiful wording. Well penned....
your last line sort of sucked me right down in an amongst your words. Thanks for sharing.
Peace,
Laura |
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