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So here we are again, on the edge.
The rain is drawing a cold curtain
between the living and the dead.
The daylight is waning
as the moon grows darker.
as the moon grows darker.
It was a strange choice
for a night to make magic.
for a night to make magic.
A good night for death,
for all endings to flourish.
for all endings to flourish.
But, to create something,
anything, in the face
anything, in the face
of such darkness was brazen,
to say the least.
to say the least.
We have been known
to be bold, but sometimes
to be bold, but sometimes
weeks pass without
such acts of courage.
such acts of courage.
To remind us that we
can live on the edge,
can live on the edge,
to remind us,
that the moon is on our side.
that the moon is on our side.
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Ooh...I would really love to know what magic we are talking about. Romance? An adventure?
ReplyDeletevery nice i love magic it's so mysterious!!!
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ReplyDeletebetween the living and the dead."
Great line, and a wonderful poem. Sometimes one needs that little push form night, from death, to create.