More random right-before-bed poetry! This one's a tad morbid...
shivers the air
throbs once more the wave
weakening seal
keep a watchful eye
o, hawk circling
this dawn awakens
tearing ribbons
piercing sharply
the blade has found you
haunted day, hunted prey
rings the breaking chalice fallen
death has reaped no finer spoil
© 2008 Emilio Gándara
1 comment:
e imaginé un cuchillo persiguiendo a alguien. :) Falta 1 semana!
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