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After Autumn's Ashes
By Rhys Ki
Eyes are hollowed halls,
Filled with shadows,
-Or moths? -
Fire, and cigarette smoke.
Surrounded by love :
Would have upheld me.
Splintering cold on winter days-
I like to make snow angels.
But, look at that plane...
Bet it goes to heaven.
Terminally cold.
What would it make me
If I told
the wind?
Freezing rain to sweeping cinders.
With the atmosphere ablaze,
Only happy when
Nothing’s left to burn,
Sparks eat the sky.
Something’s being set right…
Somewhere.
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© 2009 Rhys Ki
Published on Sunday, August 2, 2009.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
Where the hell are all the comments? Simply put, and simply amazing. First 4 lines and last 4 lines make set this piece above the bar. +tpu+
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On Saturday, August 8, 2009, Blood Saga
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Oh! This is glorious. Thank you.
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