If one truly listens
Winds will reveal our fate
Stop and see if you can envision
That the trees are skeletons beyond the gate ...
Tis wise to be afraid ...
For all futures end in sorrow
No matter how success adorns our days
We all wither to the marrow
And face the autumn of our change
Dreading winter's icy chill
Once the warmth has gone to stay
In the coffins that we fill
A contest entry
- "the trees are skeletons beyond the gate. . ." by JinSays.
937 points, ended November 7, 2008, 9 entries
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Cool
Careful, your talent is showing.lol
Very nice take on the prompt.
Looks golden to me.
Joe
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wow
i wasnt expecting that, the end paragraph made me go all cold, its tru though what your saying, very very true, its great how you took the contest title and fitted this so perfectly, well done good luck in the contest and yake care k xx
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this gave me the chills.
i especially like the image of trees being skeletons beyond the gate. trees at night, in the pitch dark always creep me out a little.
best of luck in the contest. -
THIS IS POSITIVELY gorgeous.
THANK you,
jin -
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JinSays
Thank you so much!
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OMG the ending stanza was totally superb!
"And face the autumn of our change
dreading winter's icy chill
Once the warmth has gone to stay
In the coffins that we fill"
I loved this write!
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