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The Passing

Through pink glasses aiming Northward 
Arctic lights and arrows quiver 
The city life drags the final sword 
As a sugar shack lilts with the river 

The bow is his selenite 
Mantra to foe, making them shudder 
The amulet is his kryptonite 
A tiller man now with no rudder 

Longer boats to take him away await 
Tacking slowly to avoid live minds 
Leave a trail of very odd gait 
Lowering his remains below water lines

Copyright © Alan Reed

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  1. Date: 7/11/2010 10:26:00 PM
    sounds mysterious kind of. like a hiding of a dead person. a tempting write&scary.(: ~Always&Forever Lynette