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[Arahim]

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Day gave way to pearled blues and greys.
Pouring from Heaven to Horizon,
like skyborne paints spilt.
Runoff from accidents repeated
again and agian.

Sunlight smeared crown,
lain upon fields of soft, shifting velvet
Held aloft
on transient, ephemeral display.

No one soul saw the Nightsky
in quite the same way.

A field of red leaves scratched at the canvas upon which it was set.
Tearing scars in brief passes where the last touches of light
fingered through creaking bough and branch,
and found quiet, watchful life below.

No fervent, unspoken prayer could keep the moment so.
Tho' it hung for perilous minutes uncounted,
allowing sight and sound to color elusive memory.
To keep what could not last.

Painful
in its unreachable beauty.

Christopher's tree.

[Thoryne Reaucher]

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Swept upon those reddened leaves,
Like fresh blood upon the ground,
A girl waits for one who will not come.
His eyes stare wide at nothing..

Hopes and dreams laid to rest
This bride one day to walk alone..
Married unto tragic past.

Oddly thru this loss it rises
Like the phoenix’s golden wing
Gracefully carries loved ones away.

Not his own but still apart of him
Those lost are not forgotten
Those living must learn to live.…
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A Thoryne in her Side...