Water

The rusted metal of its forearms show sagacity

Scrutinize umbra's of isolation under its brass heart

The scenery is foreign, it missed the vindicate atmosphere

The only one of its kind is left standing

Its parched metal skin was provocative

Standing up on the high platform of soil and grass

It sank in farther and farther

It never felt intrepid

But the longevity of a human

Shouldn't be as much as a machine

So why is it so afraid of dying

If the immortal never feels intrepid? 

Reviews

[rae52]

great piece very powerful

[DeleVan Sonta-an DellEr..]

This is so powerful and profound. I love the feeling of this piece. L

[IAmGhost120]

Very thoughtful, and definitely very intellectual. Is the apostrophe in "umbra's" intended, or is that supposed to be plural? Other than that, great write!!

[Ruth]

This holds such insight, a gathering of metaphor pushes through the mist to find clarity :) Awesome work love, beautiful piece xoxo

[CHRIS ANDES]

..words of wisdom..
..love it!!

[Axolotl1]

Awesomeness compressed...

[Kenneth The Poet]

Powerful stuff.

[Darksummerswind]

Great use of feeling and personification for the machine.

[Black Swan Poetry]

Its parched metal skin was provocative... cool line and creative piece

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that was really interesting and unique..