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Winter Darkness
Contributed by
merry
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Thursday, 18th December 2008 @ 04:12:56 PM in AEST
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Soft memories collapse in the chaos that has become routine
Harsh edges poke at a soul no longer able to protect itself
Ringing in the new year appalling peals of joy
A downhill race to death and nothing more
When darkness suffocates all hope
Oh to be content by the hearth
Listening to a cat purr
But life is more of turmoil than contentment
And we ride until the end of the line
Wherever and whenever that might be
Copyright ©
merry
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2008-12-18 16:12:56]
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Re: Winter Darkness
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 18th December 2008 @ 06:38:18 PM AEST
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you've used some great imagery here. i loved the last three lines, very good indeed. good work.
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Re: Winter Darkness
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by Mars on
Thursday, 18th December 2008 @ 09:48:13 PM AEST
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| To me it seems that it paces itself without puctuation; I wish I could write poems such as these. I liked the ending; And I re-read it as the images didn't hit me the first time (I was half-asleep at the time). I think it was a great, dark discription of how you feel living life only brings us farther downhill, to a definite, yet uncertain end. Very nice =P. |
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Re: Winter Darkness
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by Spike on
Saturday, 3rd January 2009 @ 06:23:28 AM AEST
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a sufficient 'life sucks' piece to have me searching for the prozac, Merry - whatever you wish to capture, even human entropy, you do so beautifully.
I've missed your posts too often.
Happy New Year, anyway. I'll keep a glass half full till you feel ready to drink it.
Spike |
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