THE SENTINEL

Clouds
Author: Clouds
Word Count: 101
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THE SENTINEL

We’ve all had insomnia at some stage…................................................

THE SENTINEL belongs to the following groups:

All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical

Laughter creeping willows,
Weeping rafter quietly pillows.
Moon with soft shadows cast -
Memories & a haunting past.

Ponds where soft ripples blow.
Thoughts where all guilts flow.
Wind subsides to a gentle breeze.
Life is brought to a sudden freeze.

Sounds are nil.
The night is still.
Focused will.
The Sentinel.

Until…..
Silence stilled.
The day is filled.
Focus willed.

Light strikes forth & day is born.
Pagan forlorn showing tatters torn.
Willows living: Shadows dead.
Memories hidden: Forever dread.

Ponds where waves, windswept blew.
Thoughts of life, a moon so true.
Rafter laughs a mighty roar.
Pillows rubbed with eyes so sore.

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