![]() Gathering WindA 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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1 Review Added on March 14, 2011 Last Updated on March 14, 2011 Author![]() kennyAboutI mostly write sad poems, tongue in cheek poems, and poems about rocks :) more..Writing
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