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Said
By steuss
Words come spoken,
Violently said,
Worship reverend,
And worry spread.
Cast a glance
Upon this page,
Softly whispered,
And loudly made,
A tremor lies,
In this broken bed,
Like fire writhing,
On sparkling heads.
I’ve casted shadows,
Slipped and fell,
Silence wreathes me,
And snow won’t tell
Of my footprints
Left in distant
Memory.
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Copyright 2004 steuss
Published on Monday, April 12, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Said"
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On Thursday, April 29, 2004, urbanhumility
(1175)
wrote:
inspiring sadness, melencholy........well done.....urban
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A former member wrote:
yes yes *agrees*
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On Tuesday, April 13, 2004, physicalgraffiti
(56) wrote:
"Cast a glance Upon this page, Softly whispered, And loudly made" awesome write! very vivid znd tangible words. I love this.
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A former member wrote:
your ability to create dramatic imagery using so few words is astounding
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