Lava
Liquid lava leaves life
in it's natural state
without giving
the mummificated souls
time
to hesitate.
Coiling carbon
completes the corpse
with the enlightening speed
of tachion forbes.
Absorbing breath,
distinguishing life
by bringing death,
making species
heavy as lead,
denying their chance
to have saved their souls
and fled.
Living lava,
living death.
An unspoken tale
turning into reality
when the will of nature
has been said.
-15 november 2003-
Reacties op dit gedicht
| synchrogirl: | Zondag, november 16, 2003 14:20 |
| wow echt onwijs mooi!! *comlimentjess* ....synchrogirl.... |
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| MayadeBij: | Zondag, november 16, 2003 14:11 |
| Prachtig! | |
| Siegert: | Zondag, november 16, 2003 13:59 |
| megalomanisch fantastisch magisch: je lava leeft, m'n aarde beeft! x | |
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| Auteur: sedrich | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ;o)x | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 16 november 2003 | ||
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