Concerto
By Guttercat
As I sat there in the silence
Amidst a press of humanity
I feel a tremor beneath the wings
Myriad hearts aflutter
They take the stage, regal, stark
Whilst a violent calm enfolds me
Woodwind rushes fill the air
Scarlet tonal reverberations
The strings cut my soul
Tendered unto tenterhooks
Percussion cap struck
A bullet with butterfly wings
In that moment of purity I awake
To see you by my side
An angel without wings
Eternity has but passed me by
Forgive my trespasses
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Copyright 2004 Guttercat
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On Saturday, May 22, 2004, aXe FactoR
(333) wrote:
very deep indeed. beautifully written. vivid imaginery there. :)
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On Saturday, May 22, 2004, capt_funguy
(777) wrote:
bullet with butterfly wings ... cool man .. i like your style , interesting approach ... funguy