the choice of war
or accommodative, as were the sea stopped
lay down black
just in front of the bodies of the soldiers, in fields
on burnt grass
still days after the sea were still
hearts in bodies never stopped beating
or accommodative
man, in in definitive
There are bells ringing in villages the ringing travel over yellow fields the ringing passes trees. There are ringing in sorrow there are ringing in inability there are ringing in quiet wonder. There are ringing for the most beautiful there are ringing for the sea were it was still.
and no more accommodative
Poetry by kerstin
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Written on 2013-11-17 at 13:53
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