Raw

I see the tree you searched for

I feel the rope in your hands,

Red-raw.

 

I feel the coldness

The darkness

Of a yorkshire moore

 

I see in my minds eye

The hand of time,

As it chimes

Against your final minuet

 

And I just can't believe you did it.

 

 

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and_hera_met_zeus's picture

excellent write

it captures so much in very few words.

allets's picture

The Drama

is concise and well composed. u can feel it - the loss - :S