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Post by AquarianM on Oct 15, 2020 0:40:45 GMT -6
A Sky When Ash Meets Snow...
If clouds are portents, The sky is quite full...
It wasn't so long ago, Chicago, When snownados roamed the skies, The cold falling hard, Downdrafting blizzard, A thousand cars, Trapped on Lakshore drive, It took three days to find them all.
I was there.
Now I live in the land of the firenados, Updrafting smoke and ash, The billows circle the globe, Nowhere you can go to breathe, Living in the world's largest camp fire, As always, An army of pawns on the move.
Lower lows, Higher highs, Harder and harder, The wind truly blows, It's more and more energy, That's all you need to know.
I dream of the holidays, Lady Winter as host, Yet her palace now floats, A thin raft of ice, Melting under Aurora's pretty light, A great chess game, Stars circle overhead, Dancing in the disco, Borealis color changing shimmer, Lady Summer has a devilish game, Her new pawn taking them all, Queen and Rook, Bishop and Knight, This pawn has a name;
Humanity.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford © 10/14/2020
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Post by Catlady2710 on Oct 15, 2020 9:44:57 GMT -6
Sounds like the scene for a great detective movie!
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Post by AquarianM on Oct 16, 2020 19:11:09 GMT -6
Sounds like the scene for a great detective movie! I hadn't thought of it that way. Thank you, Cat. Dan
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Post by goldenmyst on Oct 19, 2020 5:37:01 GMT -6
Dan, your muse is awakened, alive, and a powerful voice. This poem is a vivid oracle of what is to come. Love the energy here and how it takes me the reader on a journey of the heart and mind. You tell a story of the earth, yourself, and whatever the climate has in store for us. Truly a poetic tale of great import told with your signature style.
John
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Post by AquarianM on Oct 19, 2020 7:46:44 GMT -6
Dan, your muse is awakened, alive, and a powerful voice. This poem is a vivid oracle of what is to come. Love the energy here and how it takes me the reader on a journey of the heart and mind. You tell a story of the earth, yourself, and whatever the climate has in store for us. Truly a poetic tale of great import told with your signature style. John Thank you, John. This is one poem I wish had never been inspired, because all of it has already happened. Dan
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Post by QueenFoxy on Oct 19, 2020 11:29:25 GMT -6
And it is, indeed, a sad story, Dan, but you tell it so well, it is a joy to read. Some of the world's best poetry began with a sad subject.
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Post by AquarianM on Oct 19, 2020 13:58:55 GMT -6
And it is, indeed, a sad story, Dan, but you tell it so well, it is a joy to read. Some of the world's best poetry began with a sad subject. Thank you, QF. I guess at least something is a silver lining. Dan
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