Coda

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demure101
demure101
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The rising sea has drowned the distant islands.
The morning people fled the blood-red sun
across the hazards of the unknown waters
to try and make it on their forced, long run.

Along the circle's spokes, right at the heart
of this old world, there's evening sinking in -
and yet they go. Perhaps they still may find
new worlds to sail to and new songs to sing.

demure101
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DawnJDawnJabout 11 years ago
A panoramic view

This is how the gods see us, eh? :)

SweetOblivionSweetOblivionabout 11 years ago
Superb

And most assuredly recommendable SO

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 11 years ago
5ed

blood-red sun, eh???

this nice

hazards of the unknown waters

end

this forgivable, playing to the audience?

new worlds to sail to and new songs to sing.

but very nice ring

HarryHillHarryHillabout 11 years ago
5ed right off the bat Demure

Love how the emphasis in the first two lines is in the middle of the line ..drowned/fled.

First stanza... breathtaking... but then..

..The second seems broken (oddly to me who knows little save appreciation) just to rhyme (kinda) the B lines

.. I'd love to change it to...

..

Along the circle's spokes, right at the heart,

there's evening sinking in this old world,

..

puts the emphasis back in the center...

respects always D, beautiful

Harry Tyro