Gathering Wind

Gathering Wind

A Poem by kenny

To plummet from a tree,
to feel the rush, and be free.
To have seen a different fate,
to realize all is wrong too late.
To gather the wind,
but still no hope it will send.
No help at all,
as you continue to fall.
To crush the bones,
to be smeared upon the stones.

© 2011 kenny


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Added on March 14, 2011
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