The new morning

By LostInTime

The new morning splintered
and fell frigid upon the breathless.
Her silver slivers scattered in the silence
like a mirage of dying spiders.
The new day lingered a lonely while
Shivering in the frost storms
The winds froze heavy
Like a thousand hungry children moaning the blues.
The new evening
Crept
Shadowless out of the north
A dying man
Wept
Noiseless on a lonely hill.
The night long past pregnant
Screamed
And the evening and morning were the second day

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Copyright 2010 LostInTime
Published on Wednesday, December 1, 2010.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: AWESOMENESS in every sense of the word ,thanks for sharing

  • lupus tenebrae On Friday, December 3, 2010, lupus tenebrae (872)By person wrote:

    Such amazing visuals, "like a mirage of dying spiders". A very memorable piece, thanks for sharing. Scholar

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