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Free verse № 26461

Come Night time

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Nov 2002 · 9 comments

(10.10.95) Come night time- Fragrant stars bloom on dark velvet branches And drip silently To a pile As the evening tree dips Its fingers onto the earth Come night time- Suspended in the heart of unfathomable blue Diamonds in the sky Throb serenely with self-contained light Come night time- And windows of light Glow in the dark valleys below Little pinpoints of light are everywhere; Valiant spurts of life, secure eternally In the matrix of death.

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[7] Caducus 22-Nov-02/8:59 AM Reply
You seem to have been inspired and it shows, I was wondering if the little pinpoints of light were the eyes of a dormouse about to be slaughtered in the matrix?
[n/a] anitawit › Caducus 22-Nov-02/9:42 AM Reply
Couldn't have been one dormouse...
[7] hobojo 22-Nov-02/9:45 AM Reply
Pretty
[n/a] anitawit › hobojo 22-Nov-02/10:00 AM Reply
Well! And it was supposed to be profound!
[10] vulcan 27-Nov-02/11:43 AM Reply
great!novel!10.good read!
[n/a] anitawit › vulcan 27-Nov-02/11:58 AM Reply
Thanks.
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 27-Nov-02/12:32 PM Reply
Consider the following matrix of death...

Ai,j. a[i][j] = death
[9] razorgrin 27-Nov-02/1:19 PM Reply
cool.
[7] <{Baba^Yaga}> 27-Nov-02/1:23 PM Reply
dripping trees and night, do not a death matrix make. 7. very ahh. drippy?