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Post by solitude on Mar 10, 2010 5:51:42 GMT -5
Winter storm
A terror so calm clogs the dark Brutal, icy fears examining the void As snow offends the natural ecology Diamond tendrils bolt crystal panels on sleep
A lonely tree struggles underneath the hateful flakes A minister combating the supernatural fall The theme rants its arrest with surgical voice As wretched force perfects its insensitive verdict
The snow as bacterium travels by powerful schedule Stamping the periphery as leader not guest The overlooking hopes are traded with tough enlightenment As the outside becomes dressed with its snow crown.
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Post by lawrencescott on Mar 10, 2010 18:36:20 GMT -5
As the outside becomes dressed with its crowning snows. [Better tense with plurals added] What a poem! How long did it take you?
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Post by unsinkmolly on Mar 11, 2010 5:15:56 GMT -5
solitude... one word... EXALT!!!! m
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Post by bcoyotey on Mar 15, 2010 14:44:19 GMT -5
Amen! This is one of the finest Drops I have ever read. Just Brilliant. Exalt. Lady B
(glad to see you back sweetheart.)
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Post by oursummertrees. on Mar 16, 2010 13:38:06 GMT -5
solitude, this is fantastic! having just used the drops board for the first time, i am really impressed by what you've come up with! great job!
-Trees
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Post by swingthegatesofluv on May 21, 2010 20:33:31 GMT -5
I liked the vocabulary you used. Your language choices rock!
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