A Morning Poem of Peace

by PsyLynx

  • Poetry
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Published July 17, 2005

A Morning Poem of Peace

7-16-05

The dawn reappears
the light waves retain their dignity,
as they lasertocrystal dance about us,
The warmth is felt again,
The dew that is fallen rises,
sings itself into the air...
Daytime is appeared.

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Rei
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Rei commented Comment · Jul 19, 2005

What she said.

And as for the last line, that depends. Sometimes I see in books where they use older dialects of English they'll use the "to be" verbs differently from the way we do.

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Chevy
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Chevy commented Comment · Jul 19, 2005

Wow! That was amazing. I like the kind of formal sense it had to it. The only thing is the last line. Shouldn't it have been "Daytime has appeared?"



Remember when dad's shoulders were the highest place on earth and your mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, war was only a car game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and good byes only meant tomorrow? And we couldn't wait to grow up.
— Unknown