2000 yearsA Poem by Georgie MacKaleidoscopic rainTwo thousand years - worth flailing tinsel. Electric lips breathe tandem hollers. Pitch to pitch, paper rips and strips. As kaleidoscopic rain we fall. Connotations proceed you my dear quarter. Fleeting sense - kindle for thunder. Congealing sandman brushed into oblivion. Reclining ember burns to the base of his tongue Gracing time triumphant - ushering in new suns. Dear sweet quarter - teem the era anew. © 2011 Georgie MacAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorGeorgie MacPortsmouth, Hampshire, United KingdomAboutI'm easily the most tangible fictional character your ever likely to meet.... So here one is; with ye oldie, slash newish...and somewhat fantastical tales to tell, Savvy?... more..Writing
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