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A Victim Of The Moment

Rating: 4.8

As the winter moon reflects upon the icy river valley,
a soul searches the darkness of his own mind,
where the water of life and resource once flowed abundant,
has frozen over with the changing of the seasons.
A victim of the moment.

The trees, naked and transparent, fall prey to the ever-changing winds,
even among the protection of its own kind, still portrays a lonely and lifeless chill,
far from the summer breeze that tickled it's leaves with joy and meaning,
it hibernates, standing firm through the course of time that gives it's inner-rings stature and age.

A victim of the moment.
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Patricia Grantham 25 March 2013

Wow this is a moving poem. A victim of the moment. Trouble does not last always. As the season changes so does life. Appreciate the write.

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T Herndon 13 March 2013

Yeah, this poem has a nice, crisp feel, to it; not stale or boring. Well done.

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Crystal Hipp 06 March 2013

I really like this one

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