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Ghosts of shadows
Caress the ground
The aspens sit motionless
With nary a sound
A tranquil sweet place
With wonders unknown
Serene and demure
Each tree stands alone
The snow’s blinding white
Holds wonders within
A new seed of life
Just waiting to begin
Of all of these trees
Only time will tell
As to what lies under
Winter’s white spell
- by Dethstrike |
- Holiday Poem Contest
- | Submitted on 12/13/2008 |
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- Title: Enchantment of White
- Artist: Dethstrike
- Description: This is a little something that I wrote a few years back. If you don't care for it, then you don't have to post something harsh in the comments section. Also, please keep in mind that the actual poem has indentations every other line starting with line two, but since it can't be displayed like that, and since this was written to be read out loud, please pause at the end of each line. Thank you!
- Date: 12/13/2008
- Tags: enchantment white aspen winter spell
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Ultra YourDead - 04/04/2009
- Its incredible dude!
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- Holy darkangel12345 - 01/24/2009
- oh my gosh so awesome
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