![]() The Legend Of Moss ManA Poem by Tina Kline![]()
There’s something there in the woods I wanted to understand this if I could Mists of silver and gold drifted around I heard something come from the ground What is there I tried so hard to see Something in the earth is a mystery The night slowly shifted into view This magic I suddenly believe is true The green shimmered beneath the moon Rising up to intermingle with the gloom I heard the song that I heard so long ago I whispered the words and the moss did glow I heard his voice, so tragic and so torn Wishing that he was never born He lost everything that he ever had Hearing his words I felt darkly sad The moss took on a very harsh light Shining forth, so horribly bright I heard him cry out once more I felt the pain of his horror Here in this place in the forest he died Here he ended his life by suicide Now the moss here covers his grave Yet never concealing the choice he made The moss where he bled to death can’t forget And his voice cries in the night with no regret Those he loved he couldn’t live without He died to be with them there is no doubt This place in the forest is forever charmed But it’s a magic of hurt, not one to do harm The Legend of the Moss Man lives on and on Of what happens to a life when everything goes wrong
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10 Reviews Added on January 31, 2011 Last Updated on January 31, 2011 AuthorTina KlineORAboutWhen Venus gets too close catfish have been known to come up out of the water onto the shore, feed awhile, then go back in. It's business as usual in the Apocalypse. And business is very good right.. more..Writing
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