Poem Number 15410

It was rage,
pure and steeped,
a sky filled of it,
and a night keened it,
acid and raw,
wailing her unknowable loss,
some ancient grief,
and she thrashed the earth
because it stood,
and the sea, because
it lay down.
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i think we should all take a moment of silence.
~haizey :)
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oooooooooo very good, ...another face of the ocean and sky, I can almost feel the salt spray and the pressing in of dark clouds with winds and coming storm. ~audee
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Not a lady that I would care to cross, that is for sure. These few lines touch me in a special way though, I can feel the power and the unconditional love used to mold that power into something beautiful. Nice fallon.
~~Cor~~
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wonderful as always. smh
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Thank you...f