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Frosty Moonlit Mountain
Contributed by
NeonHusky
on
Sunday, 13th February 2005 @ 10:25:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Passing through the moonlit night,
silver to the snow
his soft, thick tail brushes past a glowing rock.
The only comparison to his life
is a blood-soaked snowshoe among his jagged teeth.
Not a paw print in the frost bitten ground.
He has spots on his silver coat,
Uneven rings painted on his fur.
His golden eyes see through my frozen body,
Pulling my soul away.
His large, padded, soft toes
Search me for help
He jerked,
Impaled me with his massive black claws.
His bright deep pupils
Became small and wispy.
He held me down and roared;
A brave roar,
A roar of pain
Echoing through the land.
He took his last breath and exhaled.
Smoke from his breath wisped and turned.
The snow leopard collapsed on me,
Filling me with warmth.
I didn’t want it.
I wanted to leave cold
As he did
Hearing his last heartbeat
A tear prepared to fall from my red face.
Blood trickled slow from his coat of silver,
Racing down to meet my tear,
Mixing our souls.
Both of them had left me,
But I was going to die and meet them,
When I had my last breath, my last heartbeat,
My last brave and painful roar.
Copyright ©
NeonHusky
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2005-02-13 10:25:15]
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Re: Frosty Moonlit Mountain
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by Daniela_Maria_Violin on
Sunday, 13th February 2005 @ 12:10:19 PM AEST
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| That is AWESOME. Especially for the 8th grade. Keep it up. |
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Re: Frosty Moonlit Mountain
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by liquidsunshine on
Sunday, 13th February 2005 @ 03:08:57 PM AEST
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What an 8th grader!!! I'm awestruck! This is amazing! So well put! So pretty, so, so... deep. I'm lovin it. Bravo!
Lots of love and peace be with you,
Chelsea |
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