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Alone but Moving
Contributed by
zenith66
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Monday, 17th March 2008 @ 01:01:46 AM in AEST
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I trod beneath a carpet black,
Whose fearsome clouds flew dark and chill,
My footsteps walked an icy track,
Behind me oe’r the looming hills,
In front of me the dark was deep,
My tiring eyes could scarce presume,
The road ahead would dare to keep,
My soul In safety passing through,
The sheer declines and climbing vales.
Slid jagged trails beneath my feet,
The towering apex sharp like nails
Its lakes were nothing more than sleet,
The last of evenings glow was spent
And nothing chilled me more then this,
The dark trees leaned malevolent,
The guardian droves of nights abyss,
And out as far the eyes can see,
Windswept bluffs that rise and fall,
All draped in the embroidery,
Of winters moon who see’s it all,
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zenith66
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2008-03-17 01:01:46]
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Re: Alone but Moving
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by zenith66 on
Monday, 17th March 2008 @ 01:03:31 AM AEST
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| Hey anyone lol, just wonderin can i put pictures on my poem onl if im a premium member.. |
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Re: Alone but Moving
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 17th March 2008 @ 07:18:46 AM AEST
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Absolutely wonderful! A very discriptive and well crafted work of art. There are lines in this which are powerful enough to pierce the memory of the reader. Moving and darkly enchanting. A breath of fresh air in these times here on YPDC. Fine, fine work.
BRAVO!
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Re: Alone but Moving
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 19th March 2008 @ 12:33:59 AM AEST
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The last stanza was a beauty, zenith! But all in everything, your work
was gripping. There was an anticipation about this write, like waiting for
something that you know is coming, but you know not when. Your descriptions
as always are flawless. You truly do paint with words.
Dark, but somehow beautiful ~
~Breezy
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