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Free verse № 131425

The Sun

Member since 2003 · Posted 28 Sep 2005 · 1 comment

The weary Sun, upon his bed, Laid to rest his blazing head. Underneath his solemn frown, Turned the cosmos upside-down Weeks and months, millenia passed. Years of sleep in shadows cast. All the Earth, devoid of light, Within a dark, eternal night. The Sun awoke, his Earth reborn, To bring a long, belated morn. Arrested fire, alone in space, Rose up again and showed his face.

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4 votes so far. Yours would make 5.4 votes so far

A favorite of tadpole.

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[n/a] ALChemy 30-Sep-05/8:20 AM Reply
Couplet 4 is redundant and contradictory. (How the hell did you manage that?)

Why call it a free verse poem?

Kind of a good lullaby.