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Skeleton trees on a negative photo landscape,Vulnerable shadows of their former summer splendour.
Frosted jewels cling to a spiders web,
The only beauty to be seen in a desert of snow.
A dark abyss lurks under the ice on the lake,
And reflects the vacant windows of my soul.
An atmosphere bereft of life and light.
Suffocates my spirit which yearns to hibernate,
To escape the numbness, the disheartening winter solstice drawing in.
Hope is frozen in time waiting for spring to release it,
But It never comes to revive me from this winter world.
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EdFromTA [2005-03-28 10:24:14 +0000 UTC]
Excellent metaphor. I hope the season has changed. Normal people go spring, summer, autumn, winter, but I personally went from spring to winter, then back to spring, to summer, then took a jump from summer to winter, and now I see the first glimpses of spring again. (I hope). Of course, I'm in the autumn of my life, but that's just a number.
I like your writing, do you mind if I watch you?
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deviantmuse In reply to EdFromTA [2005-04-03 00:03:30 +0000 UTC]
Thank you and of course you can watch me Although things are quiet on the creative front at the mo!
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