a brittle anvil breaks the rays
which fall upon its little prison,
and scattered in a thousand ways,
the sun is shattered on its prism.
by footsteps now solidified,
of a god long since departed,
the water is desertified;
by its own constraint converted.















Comments
an i likes the background for the poem! Beautiful!
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Jo (Just)
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WOW.....thats never happened b4. Maybe I was tired.
My apologies.
Nice picture you draw here. Good rhytm. But I would have liked to hear more in the poem, like another 4 lines worth. Anyway, well done again.
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Comment and I shall answer.
Waaay too heavy handed.
But then again, my love for nuclear poetry may be misleading me.
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Jo (Just)
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