The shadows
Of the limbs
Of the
Barren trees
Against the deep set
Blue of the
Cold afternoon
Sky
Reach into
My soul
And whisper,
“come with us.”

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Submitted: Apr 7, 2008 Reads: 17 Comments: 1 Likes: 0
The shadows
Of the limbs
Of the
Barren trees
Against the deep set
Blue of the
Cold afternoon
Sky
Reach into
My soul
And whisper,
“come with us.”
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Poem has a simple beauty.
Posted: Apr 7, 2008
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