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Date Posted: 15:08:27 07/14/05 Thu
Author: Chills
Author Host/IP: p508BE63E.dip.t-dialin.net / 80.139.230.62
Subject: Re: Reflections
In reply to: Raphaela 's message, "Reflections" on 14:31:40 07/14/05 Thu

Powerful
Poignant
Wonderfully crafted

This is typical of your unique style, Raphaela. You have a beautiful way of creating poetry with such imagery. A sculpture of the font with the mind of an ancient and spiritual being.

From the first lines "Ominous grey clouds hang low
billowing cruelly, a summer sun lost", you take us to place of doom and blackness to the end stanza where you give us something to live for in...

"A new-born baby�s cry
pierces the still night air
echoes of a time long past
as a sudden gust lifts it
carrying the fragile sound
and new hope lives on."

Wonderful work my friend.
Chills

>
>Reflections
>
>Ominous grey clouds hang low
>billowing cruelly, a summer sun lost
>
>where shadows permeate the mind
>delicate tendrils spiralling downward
>turbulently weaving through thoughts
>
>Amongst the swirling grey dust
>like a volcano�s ashes
>spewing death and destruction
>choking on life�s debris
>
>A temporary pause to insanity
>allows a momentary vision
>
>rainbows streak the sky
>dripping colour into existence
>lifting lids too tired to blink
>and causing lips to turn upward
>
>A new-born baby�s cry
>pierces the still night air
>echoes of a time long past
>as a sudden gust lifts it
>carrying the fragile sound
>and new hope lives on.
>
>
>
>
>14 July 2005

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