One Hand Clapping

May 26, 2010
By blob2121 GOLD, Cockeysville, Maryland
blob2121 GOLD, Cockeysville, Maryland
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Favorite Quote:
I know of only one duty, and that is to love.

A cold wind that refuses to settle,
Rushes across raw skin,
Making the spine tremble.

Eyes stuck to the sky
And nothing but faint hues,
Gold through the neighborhoods,
White past the schools,
And encroaching black through the woods.

Phosphorescent specks blink in and out,
As faintly glowing green sheets
Drift overhead and about.

Hands pricked,
Indifferent to the course spines.
Earth kicked,
Solid from temperature's decline.

A cold wind across a bitten face,
Eyes caught on the sky,
A steady pace.

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