Once, The 'Paraclete' Poem by elysabeth faslund
Once, The 'Paraclete'
Ice on two continents.
One life.
Trails of Mammouths'
Shadow ending.
Our prints mingled
Grasslands.
One path green.
One white.
What price the
Owner of bones
Paid...
Green paths.
Betrayal.
Watch my stance
On ice.
What price
For survival...
In frigid wastelands?
The heart...
Slowing, slowing...
The Warrior.
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A wonderful read Elysabeth! Very well executed, thank you for sharing! *10*! ! Best wishes, Friend Thad
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Lysbeth, once again I am amazed at your virtuosity. This certainly streches all my powers of imagination and, I think, bolts a powerful message and lesson.