poemranker ::Come Winter, I say! by T. Jonathron Remp

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Come Winter, I say!

Member since 2004 · Posted 29 Jul 2008 · 2 comments

Thou shalt not stare On the lonely winter gaze, The lonely winter Glaze. The haze wafts on my grandfather's plot He was buried Berried He was left, alone. Dark He never answered the phone. Hark, and yet... Yet, when the pitter patter of the panther Is near, I cry I die. It dies. The winter wallows. Frozen swallows. My breath. Warm poofs against the sky. Thou shalt not lie. Thou shalt not ally with the Winter Sky. The Cold, forgotten rain The snow. It's frozen. Cold, hard. Explode. The snow falls hard against me. Ah, it hurts! Ah, I fall. It's Fall. The snow, it melts. I see pelts, through the snow. The Spring is here! Drats, Drafts, Draughts, It's Winter again!

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[6] SupremeDreamer 29-Jul-08/8:09 PM Reply
You know, you have your little moments where I start to get that tingle that signals that you've done good, and then you stumble on your face, get up, give me the tingle again, and again stumble. At the end of the piece you broke both your legs. Calcium gets brittle and the soul gets bitter during winter, eh?

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[n/a] T. Jonathron Remp › SupremeDreamer 29-Jul-08/11:19 PM Reply
Thanks. I ate your dog.