fallen angels

fallen angels

gathering home

as dawn

aglowering

grows

black

white

crows

crawk

gulls

screech

the daylights

subtle murmurings

and on the

mourning tide

solitary boats

head out

from port

to race

the stags

broad haven

to dance

with death

just

one

more

time

as celestial

beings

fall

craven





Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-06-25 at 17:04

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BlueyedSoul
In complete awe of your work. You are a master.
~blue
2007-07-03


Mark J. Wood
"mourning tide": that did it for me (along with the rest).
2007-06-27