Depression
December 19th 2006 12:49
The sun rises, black against the pale sky
Sucking the colour from the night
all fades into darkness.
Souls flee before the spreading dawn
across the plain, running, running
The shadow of day upon their heels
night’s soft light
receding
Dark of day
hunting among them
Icy fingers seek
the weak fall
the strong escape
for now
Sucking the colour from the night
all fades into darkness.
Souls flee before the spreading dawn
across the plain, running, running
The shadow of day upon their heels
night’s soft light
receding
Dark of day
hunting among them
Icy fingers seek
the weak fall
the strong escape
for now
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Comment by LaurenD
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Comment by Bullamakanka
Hughie's Ziff
Thank you. It was at the end of a rather bad day. But hey, when the mood strikes ya gotta write.
Hope you have a wonderful Christmas and New Year.
George
Comment by Ash
Flashes of memories