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Stone Cold

grey clouds blink behind a pale blue sky
   and we've enetered a dark green maze made out of leaves.
   I thought you stood beside me
   but now you're at the end.

   There's green at my sides,
   aqua in the sky
   and my feet tread on the cold, wet snow.

   I'm running towards the end,
   the mist form my breath clouds my view
   and I start to gasp for air before I turn the first corner.

   The urgency screams down at me
   and you've suspended fishing line in the air
   for me to run my hand along
   as I walk blindy with the sky with no sun.

   The sun has drowned
   in an ocean of sea green that weighs over my head.
   The urgency has given up,
   I've strayed from my fishing line
   and I'm lost amongst ice flowers.

   You said the dew doesnt melt here
   and I break a petal from a rose
   It snaps away form the stem
   and crumbles in my hand.

   The sky has melted.

   You said that the dew NEVER melts.

   or maybe you didnt scream like I did
   when I realised I walked in blood.

   The sound I made
   that breaking of destruction
   rained a wave of ice crystals
   upon this garden maze.


   I never knew where you were
   I never reached the end.

   trapped in the middle
   because I made one sound

   and I ended my life.




Author notes

i started writing it in lit, but this is how it finished.
Written September 14th, 2005

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  • sheet-music
    January 22, 2006
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    oh my lordy. this is amazing. i love the portrayal of the sky melting and geez i really cant spell but anyway whoa. i love it i love it i love it and i realize that my comment doesnt help your writing at all and is not constructive in the least bit. screw it awesome write and yer sorry for wasting space and time...yer...ahem


  • Redstormy gold member
    September 17, 2005
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    Sounds like a nightmare I had awhile back... fascinating images in this one. That ending hits me between the eyes for reasons of my own. Wonderfully descriptive poem. Psst in my dream I was barefoot in the snow.

    Red

  • trippy-coocoo
    September 15, 2005
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    ooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

    i LIKE
    i love it because its narrative and OH SO dramtically descripted.. i love the repition of the dew line AND the "the sky is melting" linew

    mmmmm tasty!

    Libb*