My favorite poetic device.
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Warmth in revival storms the rime of walls hewn~
silver bell refusing silence of cold rage -
December calls upon sleepy woods
wrapping them white with winter -
Eternal, this time, may depths ever hold~
where we, bold Titans transcend horizon -
Huddled, his panes weep in russet
Hollow shamble in fallow field -
Burrowed banes rust, seeping
corrosion in rubious threads46 lines, 10 comments, on Aug 31 7:10 PM. In personification, nature, spirituality, earth, mortality, tranquility, awareness
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Charcoal sketch of sky
Lecherous eyes drift to limbs
Claimed by dark, wet kiss -
Mirabilis whispers her need
in bergamot breeze and
neroli knots parted by bow
