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Winterbloom Boxes
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Sometimes I just write anything to try and get myself going, creatively. I usually throw them away, but this one turned out with awesome imagery and i couldn't bring myself to get rid of it. Enjoy!
Rated: Fiction K - English - Fantasy - Words: 88 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 08-07-06 - id: 2226262
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Winterbloom Boxes
Red octangles lying on the beach
The surf and sun tracing my skin,
Liquid burst of a over-stuffed leech,
The chirps and growls just brood within,

Suited trouble bides the farmer's tangled
Whistles as the trees run farther,
Their roots snap foward so torn and mangled,
As they fear the shadow of a gentle carver

Eating lead-based winterbloom boxes,
The triage of fighters can't fight the not there,
Ample bridges disallow their foxes,
Hot-water orchards knowingly stare.

© Saxon Drury-Godden, 06

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