Kestrelwing64

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Posted Wed Apr 02, 2008 12:15 am...
I do not often write but this one came to me during a quiet moment.
Untitled
This is a real thing.
I swallowed a living thing
I knew water and rain
Moss and rotting trees
I knew rain, moss and rotting trees.
I breathed a dry thing.
I learned acrid and dust
Whispered to softwood trees,
I knew secrets and softwood trees.
I burned a song thing
I blistered a note I never heard
I will never burn again
These flames are within me
I buried a thing
I ate of earth and rot
Choking wisdom down
I knew earth and rot
This is a real thing
Untitled
This is a real thing.
I swallowed a living thing
I knew water and rain
Moss and rotting trees
I knew rain, moss and rotting trees.
I breathed a dry thing.
I learned acrid and dust
Whispered to softwood trees,
I knew secrets and softwood trees.
I burned a song thing
I blistered a note I never heard
I will never burn again
These flames are within me
I buried a thing
I ate of earth and rot
Choking wisdom down
I knew earth and rot
This is a real thing
Like any properly shaped precious stone, there are too many sides of me to count ... and yet it is still me.







