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After the Fires

Just before ashes rose to the sun, burned and swallowed in a crimson smoke gust; every meek whisper melted to one, and a lullaby lingered while streets crumbled to dust.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 1/18/2010 2:51:00 PM
no way!! I can't believe how well you put this in such few words.i have to say i love your poetry you r now in my favorite poets section and i hope to read more of you ;)
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Date: 1/17/2010 6:49:00 AM
your poem gave me a memory of our fireplace when I was a child. check out the poem and let me know what you think.
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Date: 1/16/2010 5:44:00 PM
thougt provoking, poem. Welcome to poetry soup, hope your inspiration flows!!
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