Earthquake...

Poem by: afatrat

Summary

This is what happens when you stick me outside in the dead of the wintry night with a stubborn dog and a pen and pad to keep me company.

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Submitted: December 26, 2011

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Submitted: December 26, 2011

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Pure field of snow

Unglimpsed by man or beast

Dark patch rising

Cold hard stones awaken

A low growl

A tiny bubble rises

A rivulet of black

Bleeding mountain

Dark heart pierced

By the sweet, innocent wind

of Fate

Reminder of lifelight's abandon

Quivering, shivering, falling mountain

From untouched earth

They shatter and break

Shiver and quake

Darkness pouring from within

Angry ink across the page

The field of untouched snow.


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Earthquake...

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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This is what happens when you stick me outside in the dead of the wintry night with a stubborn dog and a pen and pad to keep me company.
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