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Weeping Sky
Contributed by
_nikki_
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Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 07:22:31 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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This man has
My brown hair
My blue eyes
My light skin
"I'm really going to see him?"
"Yes, yes you are,"
My mother murmured
All I could do was
Move my lifeless hands
And fold my clothes
Into the shivering suitcase
My bracelets sang a song of their own
I was starting to sweat
It was time to leave
My mother grabbed the keys that jingle janggled
I crawled into the sleeping car
And clutched the seat beneath me
I didn't hear my mother wake it from its rest
Until I saw the image in my window shift
The sky started weeping
Its tears blurring the world around me
The car went silent
I spotted a man
He was strolling back and forth
As if waiting for someone
Our eyes met
And then I understood
This was the man with
My brown hair
My blue eyes
My light skin
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_nikki_
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2004-05-16 19:22:31]
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Re: Weeping Sky
(User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on
Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 08:27:26 PM AEST
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This paints a very emotional picture. Was it your father you went to see?
I like the poetic references, like the bracelet.
Nice work. Keep it up!
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