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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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String of vitae, ever winding cord

cut

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

regrowth, never was cut

only hid from the blade...

Where did it go?

Silence, or boredom, which I don't know

 

I see the sunlight, the sky... oh

how everyone can see the sky

why can't only I see it?

 

The way things are.

 

 

 

Never hopeless, and hopeless.

Fire and Ice, what ever happened to water and oil?

even water and oil don't mix.

 

Mercury, stars are rising, sunrise.

I think too much, hearing the songs of magic in my ears

Forget all that.

 

There is a reason but I cannot remember anymore

It's faded.

I dream.

 

 

I see those wings again...

 

It's lost.

No, only changed. Gregorian chants

Ever mulling and rising, paragon of hope and virtue.

and I rise to meet it.

Now I feel at peace, my heart has mended...

let me slip into the darkness, the...

 

This can't be happening... where.. I...

Impossible, this was the end? No, it's beginning again

Down and down

down down down

pain sorrow hate evil darkness

 

white.

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Mr Wolfe,

 

A Very good poem indeed. Its written is what seems like a very un-orthodox way, but I think that makes it so much better. I especially like the verse about fire and ice.. Very well done.

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Good work Jonathan!

 

I'll note that while individually, I liked each stanza, they didn't really flow for me... it seemed more like an assemblage of ideas that can each be developed into a poem.

 

Otherwise, excellent work. :)

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I really like the words and thought processes behind this. I know the form you chose was artistic and speaks volumes to you. I appreciate the uniqueness. I must echo GyrE in that it didn't completely flow off the lips. However, I think you've got the beginnings of something GREAT here. :0) Posted Image

 

Thank you so much for sharing!

 

~Salinye :butterfly:

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