Quick Poem #4 - "On the Edge of the Sword"
October 16, 2005
Fire breathes, wind beneath
No sound, no sorrow, no eyes
The blade finds the swollen voice
The sound, the sorrow, the black
The enemy bleeds in soft and white
For you, the hero, the angel
Descending upon his life
To save him, to carry him
Upon your shoulders of grace
Upon your tears of glass
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beverage - October 17, 2005 (12:35 PM) you must really like poetry |
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draqq_zyxx - October 17, 2005 (09:26 PM) It usually has to do with my mood. Sometimes, writing so many reviews gets you bogged down with parameters and "what should I edit/include/provide/voice/etc?". Usually, I just write a short poem to let go of some stress and give off some creative energy. |
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