Best Castings Poems

Have we dreamt the crystal morn, this day of beauteous bones,
tinkling icicles which ping, as they melt, this sun warmed day.
Lilac boughs appear egg white dipped, now over-glazed, amazed, 
in the mirror-like majesty of a frosty ice draped morn.

Tinkling icicles, which ping, as they melt,...

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Have we dreamt the crystal morn, this day of beauteous bones,
tinkling icicles which ping, as they melt, this sun warmed day.
Lilac boughs appear egg white dipped, now over-glazed, amazed, 
in the mirror-like majesty of a frosty ice draped morn.

Tinkling icicles, which ping, as they melt,...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy and apathy 
on foolish babble on time 
lost and found morality
memories based on foundations 
of aimless travels
looking skyward 

casting thoughts...

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