Crystal WorldA Poem by Brenden MoranTwisted trunk, wrung of tears Roots dig til hell it nears Weeping willows forever sigh Clouds go and rain dies Desolate sky of blackened blue Flowers die and no more woo Sun freezes, world froze Waves stop and Moon goes White world without light Shapes capped in frozen white Water drunk above a fire Forest’s drop and seas tire Mountains still mid-scape Crystal World, no escape © 2011 Brenden Moran |
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Added on December 19, 2011 Last Updated on December 19, 2011 Author
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