The Friend

Storm - Poem by The Friend

The sky was troubled.
And on the isolated island,
Seven remained.
Clever as serpents,
And dark as the sky,
They remained.

At the sounds of,
the whipping wind,
and the monster's rumbling in the distance,
they knew their time was near.

Several of them gazed,
At the sharp crags,
Knowing they would,
Deliver death.
Others began to climb to the top of the island,
And waited for the beast to,
Strike them.

As the monster came,
the isolated-ones' fear became evident,
and slowly they began throwing themselves,
off of the cliff.
Now only two remained,
on the top of the island,
waiting for the monster to do away with them.

Now, their fear was gone,
Fear was replaced with happiness,
Thoughts of death left them,
Happiness pervaded their being,

And then the monster struck.

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  • (4/27/2010 6:01:00 PM)

    A pleasant read. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 27, 2010

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