เกมสล็อต
เกมยิงปลา
ยิงปลา
slotonline
fear drives the dark
death rides sight unseen
devise a wicked threshold
miles gained catching sleep
lost dreams and vague debris
passers by and in between
the momentum of obscurity
time flickers in a snap
flees the instance
outline against bright beams
the moving silhouette
breathes sweet regret
the weight of grief
hanging from trees
a slow swing of the dead
the tears of misery bleed
soon to seed
sharp stabs seeking green
a means to plunge deep
seeking a pulse to beat
true goes the steady stream
flowing tree to tree
shadowy bends bow to break
twisted sprigs of climbing feet
knots in tangled trunks beneath
a crown of twigs joined to extend
obscure limbs held content
a sea of branches transcends
rises steep to oversee
beyond the leaves
Terry D’Arcy-Ryan
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Author:
Sheer Terror (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My journey through stages of grief.
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Comments3
grief,we all go through and we all handle it one way or another
Powerful and poignant.
Powerful.
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