blkdragon

grounded
2003-12-07 02:51:23 (UTC)

Just my Nature-poetry

The snow rains down in sheets
covering the filth of lives
beaten down by despair
It hides the engines of fear
one on top of another
in the shadow of light
The huddles begin
and the fear sets in
there is only blight
if you view the landscape
from a slant
When the sheets fold
and the sun shines
the engines sputter
then whine
about the cold they
can't stand
The huddles befuddle the senses
and the anger commences
to set in
You're too close
I've nowhere to go
It's too cold
Is that my spot you're in
Oh if the sun would only shine
and reduce this pile to a line
that flows from my mind
to the river below
I'd know that Spring isn't
far behind the Winter's snow
but you know
that's just my Nature




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