Something In The Air... Poem by Lev Brekhman
Something In The Air...
A feel of snow not yet fallen,
Of ice that has not even struck.
Magnificently blissful morning,
A readiness for cosmic fck.
The balls of fire will fall streaming,
Burn-out, will the Earth perish.
Death, covering all, gleaming,
For God's repast, a proper dish.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
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