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Heresy
May 23, 2010 17:21:41 GMT -5
Post by solitude on May 23, 2010 17:21:41 GMT -5
She rages at the heresy of her near faithful darling Blackmailed with the memories that emerge now in doubt Transformed and renewed she wanders void of hope Her script now revised with the horrors circling down
It was forseeable that rubbish would choose her as the center A constant audience of disadvantage triggered though the air A confidential whistle to stamp on her desirable flight The procedure coordinated to steal all outstanding hope
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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 solitude on Aug 6, 2008 9:40:11 GMT -5
Beautiful - wonderful emotion and such a nice piece to read. Loved it.
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Post by solitude on Jul 25, 2008 4:21:22 GMT -5
Lovely piece of work portraying the lost feeling, I loved the last 2 lines in particular.
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Post by solitude on Jan 3, 2008 11:31:19 GMT -5
Green shifting to red Lights observe the captive beast Slick silver shining
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Captive
Jan 3, 2008 11:33:36 GMT -5
Post by solitude on Jan 3, 2008 11:33:36 GMT -5
Really beautiful images in this, great use of the words to create the scene.
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Post by solitude on Jan 3, 2008 11:32:27 GMT -5
I loved all of this but particularly: From my tree I'll watch their enchanted evenings (the unseen, skinny street child to be disregarded)
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Post by solitude on Dec 26, 2007 13:14:01 GMT -5
Winter Morning
Pine woods are captive in shining snow Visiting ghosts of shimmering trees Shifting ribbons of white stream by Observing in envy the charm
Green holly watches the noble stars Silver strangers singing good-bye Red slick lights arriving in time For a breakfast of berries in field
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Post by solitude on Nov 29, 2007 13:50:50 GMT -5
The first 3 lines are amazing..wonderful stuff - I wasn't sure I understood the last line though.
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Post by solitude on Nov 19, 2007 14:40:03 GMT -5
That was so georgeous! Loved it.
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Post by solitude on Nov 12, 2007 9:08:01 GMT -5
The tree
The enchanting tree dazzling Charming the elegant street Shimmering summer foliage Beautiful motions convene
The girl observed on the balcony The ladies walk on by Entranced and enchanted shifting Perfected beautiful tree
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