nimitzbrood (nimitzbrood) wrote,

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Found poetry...

It's amazing what you find cleaning... (My study area became buried to emergencies.)

I don't know when I wrote this but the notebook is incredibly old.

And the sprites dance again upon the snow ere the end of the day dreams near and darkness coats the land like midnight poured from a golden cup. Each drip coating all. Piece by piece until all is blackness and the light put to rest for another day.

I...may be wrong but I think this was written before I started to suppress my artistic side.

If I find more things like this then maybe I didn't completely suppress everything but maybe just put it to sleep. Interesting...

Cross-posted from Dreamwidth ( ) but feel free to comment here as well.
Tags: cleaning, old ideas, poetry
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