The Solstice

The Solstice

A Poem by myrto
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We all have to try

"
  These months, these weeks, these precious days
The moon is in it's gibbous phase
The zenith season has ignited a blaze
Emitted from the orb of hope of hope and rays

 The days are blessed with cloudless skies
The nights are cold which no-one defies
The days fall away and our time slowly dies
and we grow further and further from our annual prize

 The season ends as it's job is done
The leaves die along with the fun
and Autumn, Winter and Spring are battles to be won
but we're awaiting the summer like it's awaiting the sun

© 2012 myrto


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Added on June 12, 2012
Last Updated on June 13, 2012

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myrto
myrto

Darlington, Durham, United Kingdom



About
I'm a teen from Darlington and I crave poetry. I also love photography, independent movies (especially japanese horror) and playing guitar. I adore Ted Hughes, Sylvia Plath, Keates, Wendy Cope and Ya.. more..

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A Poem by myrto