Winter Death [Poem]

CuLT

Mega simple, but I wanted to post it because I liked the sound of it spoken .
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I see Death,
A shallow hue,
The Emerald Isle,
Now sapphire blue,

On frosted dell,
And sugar’d soil,
The clanging knell,
Of church-time toil,

The wooden box,
Around him clings,
‘Stead of sudden chill,
And metal springs,

The see-through black,
A skiing car,
His solemn plaque,
Blood mixed with tar.

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<On The Dark: A friend pointed out to me some glaring errors in my story; structure more than anything else, so while I won't rework that story, I will make sure I complete every piece of CW before I post it. Thanks again to all those who read it.>

The_Scary_Man

Very nice CuLT.

It rolls off the tongue quite easily as you say. I really enjoy any kind of writing that creates strong images in my head and this certainly did, excellent work.

razorfeather

i love how this sounds when u read it...the meaning escapes me though maybe i should read it a few more times..

ykt0di9url7bc3

/me stands


bravo <claps> bravo

razorfeather

wow i read it again. now it makes sense, and its very well written.

RopeDrink

Nice and dark, whilst colourful at the same time. Short and sweet - Definately a nice poem. Keep it up!