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[title] => Sky Fall
[time] => 2004-03-21 06:41:28
[hometext] => The clouds embody dreams so dear; in bolts of doubt and acrid tears. (Cryptic? As ever.)
[bodytext] => A weave of feath’rey patchwork that cascades across the skies Where mem’ries make tomorrow and the sunlight takes disguise When oceans waltz in sapphire steps and the wing’ed hope still flies And no one understands a word the lost breeze still implies A gentle run bequeathed in sun through brilliant rays reverse Where skies dye gold in time foretold and raindrops all disperse The silent song where joy belongs in timeless word’s traverse And woe is but a singsong line in shimm’ring rainbow verse Drifting high beyond despair, sinking down below night’s stare The tender kiss of white on air, a fleeting wisp that soothes the glare Enticing minds in fragrant care, nocturnal roses drunk on prayer Omnipresent yet still so rare, when happiness still frolicked bare The perfect night of dazzling right and frivolous monsoons Whence shadows prance star-stuck romance and twinkle children’s June The wishes carried on by drafts and evening gone too soon When clouds aligned in silver steps the stairway to the moon A waft of night intoxicates depression through the gloom Aloft delight reciprocates regressions of the loom Where winking jewels beset the sky and death is in full bloom Finesse redresses midnight heir and life becomes the tomb [comments] => 4 [counter] => 265 [topic] => 44 [informant] => EternitysLyre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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