Caged blade
Spinning
Propelling the air through
Its ghostly embrace
In its fury
A blur of power
Untouchable
Out of reach
Alone.
Still...
Inexorable.
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Ok, so this is barely worthy of the name, 'poem', lol. It's very short and makes no attempt at any structure or rhyme... But I like it xD
You see, my airconditioner broke down today, so all we had were these fans. So I was like, standing in front of one for like an hour and I really began to appreciate it. We became well-acquainted in that time, actually. I named him Sanru ^^
And by the end of all this standing in front of him, talking at him and staring at him from multiple angles, I was quite inspired. Stare at a fan sometime. It's very enlightening.
Eph
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Humm.. I would say it is worth my time to read this. If you get this from just staring at a fan, you should do that more often LOL
Loved it.
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Lol, thankyou so much ^^ I shall read something of yours in return
Eph
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I still think its odd that its summer in Australia, it makes sense but its weird. I'm freezing here, its -40 here right now and that's the same in Celcius and F, the house was creeking last night because it was so cold. Not even my coffee was warm enough this morning, I poured it right after it was done and it still seemed cold. I have however been well aqainted with the fan before except ours is broken right now. A very good poem, even if it reminded me just how cold it is in my house. My poor bird is mad because he's freezing and there's nothing I can do for him
. A good poem though.
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