Echoing
The hoot of an owl resounds
Accompanied only by the chattering of my teeth
Like dry bones clattering
As my breath billows
In the predawn air
I came
Because there was nowhere else to go
The flowers in the fields had withered
The mountains had crumbled
And the splendors of the cities were leveled
It was quick, it was swift
In the blink of an eye
My world crumbled around me
Maybe the shattering of daybreak
Will take me
Before the sun melts everything
As I wait
Author notes
enjoy.
A contest entry
- After The Blast by Karl Weiss - Topaz.
1000 points, ended June 27, 2008, 9 entries
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Comments
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This is...
Really awsome I love it....
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your own personal blast huh?
very different - almost like it came, it saw and it conquered
enjoyed this one and thought the lines 'In the blink of an eye My world crumbled around me' were amazing! well done!
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