Some more of my poetry I found lying around...
~Sunrise~
I am that flower
who, at night
closes her petals
showing only gray shell.
Closed,
she ignores
the whispers of
Night's tribe:
deadly frost
(hunting her core to cold oblivion),
bitter hail
(seeking to break her body)
spawn of Evening's chill,
mocking,
sarcastic,
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I like these, they have a good usage of icons of nature (sun, night, flower, evening, forest, etc.)
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Love it Love it Love it..
Is beautiful imagary (sp?)
good stuff Cory...=D
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