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Posted by Myndstorm on December 2, 2008 - 05:15

Winter slowly birthed
As autumn dies and lies
In beautiful repose
Withered, crunchy on the ground
Guardian crows as heralds
Calling forth December skies
Tiny up against the great
Expanse I defy the regal wind
On wings of paper
Hysterical like gnats in sunshine
I am fatal, fateful, faithful Icarus
Falling into the mess below,
Wreckage draped in snow.

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Comments

tamara (not verified) | December 29, 2008 - 00:29

A masterpiece of writing yet again.

threeleafshamrock | January 31, 2009 - 13:11

Just beautiful! I was, for a moment, standing beside you.

Chris X