05-21-2012, 11:55 PM
(05-21-2012, 07:05 PM)Erthona Wrote: ...harsh effluence still sounds a sigh;effluence?Sighing effluence?Am I missing something? Something does not smell good around here
angels circle round the corners of my eyes;
Death’s shadow falls over me,
I know my own mortality,
and broken is the seal,
when a poem is real. but as a first stanza, this is a great opener. Onwards to stanza 2...........oh......there isn't one
There is the germ of a seed of a thought here. I may have felt what you are saying once upon a time but I could have been dreaming someone else's dream.
Mortality and I
rarely see eye to eye.
I see what I want to see,
I look away from mortality.
Mortality has plans for me
But I shall die in ignominy.
Tectak 2000 on a hill new years eve.
©2012 –Erthona
