In Its Wake Leaves All To Mourn
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Cruel, savage wind how thee scorn
Howling like wolves with much to say
In its wake leaves all to mourn
Grasped with biting breath and torn
Frenzy hunter feeding on prey
Cruel, savage w...
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Categories:
adown, wind,
Form: Villanelle
The Mermaid
...Through the gates of purple twilight under sea,
sound of sirens moving with the kelp forest silently.
In play of that light swarms of fish in synchronicity,
attracting passage into central deep in...
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Categories:
adown, extended metaphor, humanity, meaningful,
Form: Ballade
Bike Riders and the Park
...all times of year
some bike bear
its all year around
the go up round adown
some do it
in the dark
BIKE RIDER AND PARKS...
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Categories:
adown, devotion,
Form: Light Verse