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Array ( [sid] => 121116 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Aluminum skies [time] => 2006-06-01 13:11:40 [hometext] => n/a always, abraham [bodytext] => Aluminum skies shift treacherously; a small and shoddy star tumbles lifelessly; the horizon swallows the moon, and our faces bear the pain. Mesh wire windows clutter my reflection; a haggard king born a peasant hand and tears to mount the sun, a blue-eyed shadow skirting the mountains of his own soul; lost in the hollow beckoning of her voice sounding down the hall.

Ignore the screams.

I wait, stand lithely at the window, am consumed by fear, am bone dry waiting for the comforts of the rain.
Her screams are clawing at my eyes, but I am strong; I am cement strong sipping up the sun; I am iron and steel, the first aluminum sky, sipping a cup of coffee to kill my sleep.

“Soon now,” The Dr said, a bespectacled and mousy woman, shifting the sands of her hair with a trembling, cautious hand. “It’ll be soon now, there’s nothing we can do.”

The window slipped down around my hands, the rain collapsed the coming day, and I saw the sun.
I saw the sun, and the screaming finally stopped.
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Aluminum skies

Contributed by iodinelove on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 01:11:40 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Aluminum skies shift treacherously; a small and shoddy star tumbles lifelessly; the horizon swallows the moon, and our faces bear the pain. Mesh wire windows clutter my reflection; a haggard king born a peasant hand and tears to mount the sun, a blue-eyed shadow skirting the mountains of his own soul; lost in the hollow beckoning of her voice sounding down the hall.

Ignore the screams.

I wait, stand lithely at the window, am consumed by fear, am bone dry waiting for the comforts of the rain.
Her screams are clawing at my eyes, but I am strong; I am cement strong sipping up the sun; I am iron and steel, the first aluminum sky, sipping a cup of coffee to kill my sleep.

“Soon now,” The Dr said, a bespectacled and mousy woman, shifting the sands of her hair with a trembling, cautious hand. “It’ll be soon now, there’s nothing we can do.”

The window slipped down around my hands, the rain collapsed the coming day, and I saw the sun.
I saw the sun, and the screaming finally stopped.




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Re: Aluminum skies (User Rating: 1 )
by slayer_015 on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 02:28:56 PM AEST
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My kind of poem.
Breathtaking!!!!!!!!!!!!


Brian


Re: Aluminum skies (User Rating: 1 )
by richcol7522 on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 03:41:45 PM AEST
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It was very good..I will have to read it again...keep up the good work.

rich


Re: Aluminum skies (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 04:01:24 PM AEST
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I think you have a wonderful way with words.

It's like you take all these things, these unrelated things, and put them together in a way that stands out and makes sense.

It's clever.

I love the way your words roll together, and the way you set your writing out.

But mostly I love the lines. Blunt and spine tingling.

Well done.

Great write.
Phil xxx


Re: Aluminum skies (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Thursday, 1st June 2006 @ 06:03:14 PM AEST
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Methinks this is one of your best, Abraham. Beautiful, haunting words, all kinds of fresh imagery, down to the title, and just wonderfully spun together. I needed this piece of refreshment.

Andrew




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