Natural, Earthen RhymeA Poem by MollyThis is another I'd like to add more to. The title is different than what it was put up as earlier, but the words are the same. Enjoy!
Raining clouds waning and waxing of moon. O, where is my night? The dark and twilight; perhaps very soon, the weather is changing. O day, you’re so grey, the sunlight you’re lacking! The red and the firing of all Gaia dying, the sound of the crackling as life’s edges fray. Cold earthen sunset. The sky itself weeps as its life force is lost, replaced by soft moss. Nothing living yet creeps Over the dank and wet. © 2008 Molly |
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Added on February 8, 2008 AuthorMollyAboutI write to write. Not for you. Not even for me sometimes. Inspiration just hits me, and I'll write it down. Sometimes what I write concerns the present, people I know or things I've seen. And other t.. more..Writing
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