gorges of severity block the swirling winds,
racing with the looming fog, and
engulfing the horizon of dismay, as they get
entangled in the misty forests of Carpathian.
screams of silence dampen our drooping faces.
we stand still, very still:
to reach out to the last gush of white
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- Comment from author about the poem: carpathian forests continue to amaze me....on some level it does signify darkness.....with the never ending line of "black metal" bands coming out of this place..
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The picture sets the stage beautifully....and the poem is contemplatively fitting, yet with its delightful symbolism, intriguing. I read it now a couple times....I like it very well for its imagery and not making total sense of it, still catch a feel of something sorrowful and yet too vague to lay hold on, so like the mists integral to this piece. I like it very well!
Excellent imagery.
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