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The Poet's Death

THE POET'S DEATH
The clouds came to a hold; as the singing bird lost its rhythm; in that everything turned cold; while the sky lost its system; the sun stood still; while the moon forgot to glow; as kings from around the world came to kneel; and the waters from fountains forgot to flow; truly the earth had lost one of her own; as the sun and moon stood together tall; and in this moment it was difficult to tell dusk apart from dawn; while the winds blew the trees for leaves to fall; Everything Lay motionless for a King had fallenThe clouds came to a hold; as the singing bird lost its rhythm; in that everything turned cold; while the sky lost its system; the sun stood still; while the moon forgot to glow; as kings from around the world came to kneel; and the waters from fountains forgot to flow; truly the earth had lost one of her own; as the sun and moon stood together tall; and in this moment it was difficult to tell dusk apart from dawn; while the winds blew the trees for leaves to fall; Everything Lay motionless for a King had fallen…
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Great imagination..... you are gifted with the poetic grace of imagination............ thank you very much dear poet. tony