Thursday, December 21, 2006

Darkness

Darkness
Foggy, mystical
Hear the crickets
Tired, falling asleep now
Night



Cinquain by MR
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Anonymous said...

I love this poem - I can really picture your writing in my mind, nice images!

January 27, 2007 at 12:26 PM

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