Stars underwater.
By Exodus
Stars underwater.
Bleed in their graves
Burn out like oil
And fall to the sand like slaves
An open battlefield
Lay sound in a moment
Drained into emptiness.
Toss sand into the twilight
Begging her to come back
Make this world round
Right again
And spinning less of an empire.
Losing love for this old palace
Dropped by kings and queens.
She looked so lovely,
Pearls strung around her neck.
Dancing in dust and wind.
In a bottomless grave.
The sky is shattered by broken
Reveries.
Settling under the weather.
One drop of rain could bring me madness
And it rained till the fix of dawn.
When the shadows fell empty
The world I knew was gone.
The light of the sun.
Never shared its light again.
I imagined it napped under this wasteland.
Under sand and snow.
World end countries tossed into one another.
And the moon was taken by the storm
That still proceeds
Setting fire to the wind and waves.
Of ashes and soot.
Beckoning me to its side.
And it swallowed me whole.
As I fell to the bottom.
I rest there next to a star colored autumn.
Comments on "Stars underwater."
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On Tuesday, January 13, 2004, purr_verse
(1059) wrote:
absolutely stunning closing! Lovely, visual work overall. :) purr
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On Monday, January 12, 2004, stormtalk
(729) wrote:
The beginning of this reminds me of Samuel Coleridge's "Rime of the Ancient Mariner." The stanza I'm thinking of goes...
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On Monday, January 12, 2004, stormtalk
(729) wrote:
"About, about, in reel and rout;/ The death-fires danced at night./ The water, like a witch's oils,/ Burnt green, and blue, and white."
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On Monday, January 12, 2004, stormtalk
(729) wrote:
It's also one of my favorite poems... so... good job! Also, your last line is awesome. I love unconventional descriptions.
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On Sunday, December 7, 2003, spaniellie
(76) wrote:
i saw the title of this poem, and i knew it would be good, but i didn't expect the incredible discription in your words. wow, i am blown away. there is so much truth in your emotion. wonderful.
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A former member wrote:
Reading this, a war of the casmos played its self out in my head. Your work is very visual and a leaves me a little breathless