Sitting upon the skies
blue-black mantle,
I look down at the world far below,
sighing at the near perfectness of the land;
with stars dotting my head like an invisible crown,
lighting my view of all the eye can see.
On my perilous perch,
I swing my legs
to the tune the stars beat out,
pulsing in the sky.
©2008 =GothicTearDrop
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Poem I did for a friend (Ben)
will appear in published book.
will appear in published book.
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They say life's unfair. But if you play your cards right, make the best of it, and just move on, it doesn't have to be.
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It's either an eternity of suffering, or just a few years. Peace will never come if you kill yourself now.
Another one added to my love list:
Spiralling, Fragile, My Surrender, and Moon Ledge!!
The poem is beautiful. The way you write is rich with image and feeling. I especially love your shorter ones because the style is captured in a short verse without it being worned out by too many lines.
Great work.
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