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<blockquote data-quote="s.ireland" data-source="post: 275291" data-attributes="member: 1283"><p>I'm game. I used to write all the time. Very recently started to have a go at it again... Came up with this at 5 AM 1/1/13 after being up all night during my household's annual New Years party...</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>At last! The rain has come.</p><p></p><p>I have heard the Cold are on the move,</p><p>I have watched the Wolf accost the moon</p><p></p><p>And even in your deepest sleep,</p><p>Those filthy dreams (c'est magnifique!), </p><p>I can sense you speaking sweetly</p><p>To something just beyond your reach--</p><p></p><p>And every time you lose control, </p><p>Your voice is captured (by the Cold)</p><p>But I cannot run to save you--</p><p>I'm not the one you're calling out to</p><p></p><p>I have watched the Cold, run off in shame</p><p>I have heard the Wolf pack howl your name</p><p></p><p>At last! The rain has gone.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="s.ireland, post: 275291, member: 1283"] I'm game. I used to write all the time. Very recently started to have a go at it again... Came up with this at 5 AM 1/1/13 after being up all night during my household's annual New Years party... At last! The rain has come. I have heard the Cold are on the move, I have watched the Wolf accost the moon And even in your deepest sleep, Those filthy dreams (c'est magnifique!), I can sense you speaking sweetly To something just beyond your reach-- And every time you lose control, Your voice is captured (by the Cold) But I cannot run to save you-- I'm not the one you're calling out to I have watched the Cold, run off in shame I have heard the Wolf pack howl your name At last! The rain has gone. [/QUOTE]
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