Sometimes on a windy day
I look out through the window
a tree in the wind will sway
and leaves will fall in silence
The tree is wild and knotted
sticks upon the earth, dry and cracked
no bird will perch upon its bows
no leaves of green lie in the grass
In the night it calls to me
a lonely sound, softly whispered
Into a fearful, far-off land
where nightmares rest by light of day
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Author:
Severus Alexander (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 25th, 2016 19:50
- Comment from author about the poem: Please take notice of the notes of dissonance present in the third stanza.
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Comments1
Yea Severus, but rest assured the sun will rest, the night will come and again the nightmares will have their way.
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