Wolf
Apprentice
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
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Mists I
Feb 17, 2004 16:46:39 GMT -5
Post by Wolf on Feb 17, 2004 16:46:39 GMT -5
Mists I
In the corridors and caverns of my memory
I shall run forever along pine-shaded paths,
wild woodland paths bordering the wilder,
lonelier sea...
Forever I'll hear grey sea-gulls laugh and wheel,
rumpling the salt-sea air;
forever I'll sigh when I see the sun smile
through feather-needled pine trees...
Forever I'll watch the fog mists
creeping through the silenced dark,
slipping among the trees, following twilight's feet...
Forever I'll run and feel the splash of the rain,
liquid fingers reaching down to join sad skies
and me...
In the corridors and caverns of my memory,
I shall run forever along pine-shaded paths
paths lonely, except that twilight,
in her veil of friendly fog,
runs with me
© T. GhostWolf Davidson, February 6, 1966
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Mists I
Feb 17, 2004 17:07:41 GMT -5
Post by bloodredtears on Feb 17, 2004 17:07:41 GMT -5
i much enjoyed reading this one...i could picture it easily, great job!
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Mists I
Feb 17, 2004 17:38:18 GMT -5
Post by SilverEyes on Feb 17, 2004 17:38:18 GMT -5
Beautiful imagery and it's easy to visualize as well. I especially love the final lines.
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Mists I
Feb 26, 2004 15:22:11 GMT -5
Post by JosephScottMorris on Feb 26, 2004 15:22:11 GMT -5
Excellent imagery, a good write indeed! ;DJoe
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