Gold Fish

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Ode To Ashlea - Poem by Gold Fish

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A lone wolf howls its last
The wind whips through the highrising rocks

The storm is coming

The wolf surveys its territory, no more
Stars reflecting in its eyes, no more

The Storm is coming

The smell of rain is thick in the air
Dark clouds gather overhead

The Storm is coming

The wolf turns, its goodbyes done
Lying on the rock, no more

The Storm is coming

Lightening flashes down,
Wolf no more, the deed is done

The Storm is coming

The signs are all there
The Storm is almost here

Nobody notices, nobody cares
The world is less one being
& The Storm is here


Comments about Ode To Ashlea by Gold Fish

  • Rookie Bella Carolin (11/10/2008 8:29:00 PM)

    I really Find your work fascinating!
    Is it true was it really meant as a joke?
    I LOVED IT>>> I really want to disscuss your poetry with you

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  • Rookie Gold Fish (11/7/2008 9:29:00 PM)

    Please note: this is written as a personal joke. To Ashlea. If that makes sense...
    Have a laugh! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 7, 2008



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