Medieval City Poem by Donatien Moisdon
Medieval City
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Dark green meadows tumbling, rumbling in the foothills.
Stench of rotting corpses sweating out of grey walls,
wafting over landscapes strobic with blinding barks
of lightning
while a sky, black and deep, swallows all her spires.
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: contrast
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5/5/2024 3:38:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Stench of rotting corpses sweating out of grey walls, great expressions that lead the reader to visualize the times that you describe. thank you very much. tony