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Above the Rest

I don't know
what this purple sunrise
fortells for the day--

the stormy clouds,
vast, wide, are clear,
however.

Leave me trapped, engulfed,
as if it was all just a dream,
a silhouette of death,

or, follow me into the sky.
Hidden above the rest
in that simple freshness

far from windless winter,
far from where the battlefield lay;

for only this moment,
come with me
on my apocalypse.

Author notes

The titles used:
silhouette
trapped
stormy clouds
vast wide
purple sunrise
just a dream
only this moment
above the rest
hidden
simple
freshness
follow me into the sky
windless
battlefield lay
my apocalypse
engulfed

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  • Corey Harvard gold member
    November 18, 2008

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    Mmm. I could taste it. That apocalypse of yours sounds worth it. For some strange reason, this poem made me think of Birches ("I'd like to get away from earth awhile")... Birches, of course, a bit more slow-paced and reflective, and yours a bit more strong-natured and dynamic. Whatever the case, you've successfully put me in that achy mood that only occurs when longing and beauty collide.

    Be proud of this one.

    • TrippinBTM
      November 18, 2008
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      I did not know about this "birches" poem. Thank you for introducing it to me, and thank you for your kind words of praise.


  • lemonpancake
    November 13, 2008

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    A really interesting write I love:
    a silhouette of death.
    That was very striking