Celtic Minds of ChromasA Poem by Thomas FitzgeraldA collaboration between my self and Chris Smith - enjoy!Casted forth through feeling never to find, Open your eyes to one such as his master, Think quick as you know his wit is faster, Frozen thoughts never moving in blood, Cast away in the ignorance of plain flood, Relax thy spirit and broaden your eye, Take kindly for children not to die. The words come flowing outside Where the mind tries to confide Two styles different but connected Find that purpose that is collected Friends that share words to all Friends that are answering the call This is something that is now there A unison of minds joining to share. Solid highs break free from the sky, A winged creature sets forth to fly, So bitter our enemy's in trench's old, The new beginning does start so bold, Words of fresh feeling taste our lip, Taking fast as to reach there tip. The sword can never stop the pen Souls of the bravest of men They throw at us their strongest stone But we will never stand here alone Where ever we are, on distant shore They win a battle but never the war. © 2011 Thomas FitzgeraldReviews
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Added on May 30, 2011Last Updated on May 30, 2011 AuthorThomas FitzgeraldWexford, Leinster, IrelandAboutTo all who know by now - I love you. For those that don't, I review a lot of work on here, and I expect the same in return, friend me but make sure to have conviction! I'm a horror writer mostly bu.. more..Writing
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