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I am from “here”, but also from “there”, across the ocean, back in times forgotten
I am from Germany, where the fragrances of autumn harvest and springtime flowers waft lazily in the breeze
I walk out of the library, books in hand and eyes in a book, spelunking into realms lost in time and imagination
I am a mechanism of technology, thriving in obscurity, planning, waiting
I sleep under the full moon, the expanses of the heavens open to me, barely out of reach.
I live in a silent neighborhood, in stoic peace, listening to the concert of nature.
I am a swordsman, ruthlessly efficient, busily keeping myself away from the cacophony of civilization, practicing my ancient art
I am a mage, devastatingly powerful, casting my spells that tear the fabric of reality apart, becoming ever closer to understanding the actuality of existence
I am from a place, where the clarion call of the owl is answered; but only by my timid whispers.
- by Ildecia Archyos |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/01/2009 |
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- Title: The Clarion Call
- Artist: Ildecia Archyos
- Description: I wrote this as an assignment for Lit, but i think it is a little bit more. When i wrote this, i kinda closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths and began to write. i hope you all enjoy :P
- Date: 04/01/2009
- Tags: clarion call
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Comments (1 Comments)
- steamyhappygrunny - 04/07/2009
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great!! i lik it. lots of characters!!! but if u try to put more details in each of the characters then it would make it beta~!
oh if u want pls read my poem XD - Report As Spam