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The Sun (Free verse) by MacFrantic
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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Arithmetic Mean: 7.25
Weighted score: 5.2682066
Overall Rank: 3946
Posted: September 28, 2005 6:02 PM PDT; Last modified: September 28, 2005 6:02 PM PDT
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Why call it a free verse poem?
Kind of a good lullaby.