A Beautiful Moment, by Not Over It
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Beautiful. Calm. Perfect. Moment.
It is quiet, amazing, still.
The moment; once here and forever gone.
Orange glows onto the street through the fog.
The trees are still, but move.
They rustle slowly in the rain, but remain soft and
delicate.
Boom. Crash. Crack. Thunder.
The thunder rolls like it did on summer nights long ago.
The lightening brings a moment into a new perspective.
A new light, another way, another moment gone.
It may be remembered, or soon forgotten,
but it is a moment: beautiful and perfect in it's own way.
(written 5/15/07 12:00AM) |
| Posted: 2008-04-03 19:07:35 UTC |
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| 2007-07-13 03:53:29 | User |
| Hey, I love this.. |
| 2007-07-31 17:02:22 | Angel of Music |
| ur like me... you write things in the middle of the night. that is when some of my best work has been written. Well, I think that you are very talented. I really like the feelings and emotions that you put into this poem! keep up the great work! ~Angel of music |
| 2007-09-02 09:46:53 | liberty moon |
| LOL... this is good work i loved it |
| 2009-01-13 17:41:39 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
| very good job on this poem i like the way it was expressed and written... |