[identity profile] fable.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] greatpoetry
There are many things in the world and you
Are one of them. Many things keep happening and
You are one of them, and the happening that
Is you keeps falling like snow
On the landscape of not-you, hiding hideousness, until
The streets and the world of wrath are choked with snow.

How many things have become silent? Traffic
Is throttled. The mayor
Has been, clearly, remiss, and the city
Was totally unprepared for such a crisis. Nor
Was I - yes, why should this happen to me?
I have always been a law-abiding citizen.

But you, like snow, like love, keep falling.

And it is not certain that the world will not be
covered in a glitter of crystalline whiteness.

Silence.

Date: 2004-08-14 04:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] moireach.livejournal.com
Oh, wow, I quite like this.

Date: 2004-08-14 05:54 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] selen-aria.livejournal.com
Ouchie...

That struck something...

*grins*

I like poetry that does that!

Very, very pretty, strong peice.

Date: 2004-08-14 07:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] executeddream.livejournal.com
that was amazing.

Date: 2004-08-15 03:01 pm (UTC)

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