![]() Shards of Splendor In The GloomA Poem by icelandicblue
The silver lining slit my wrists
the unicorn impaled me, slid off the rainbow, broke my neck now I hang from the old birch tree. I'd love to smell the flowers It be grand to laugh so loudly, but glassed in such misfortune quiet! or it shatters very soundly. I want to write of happiness velvet petals in full bloom, but lately all I seem to find are shards of splendor in the gloom. So should you find a clover hold it tight unto your heart, and maybe, oh just maybe, it will give you a fresh start. © 2014 icelandicblueAuthor's Note
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Added on January 2, 2014Last Updated on January 3, 2014 Author![]() icelandicblueBostonAboutI do not accept any new friend requests unless we have read and commented on each others poetry. No exceptions. I have enough homework as it is. I expect reciprocity in our exchanges. Read my work and.. more..Writing
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