A Faint Memory -Jim A distant sphere of burning glow Rises through the morning mist To sit atop the barren hills Beyond the placid stretch of sea Snow flakes float in the passing breeze Colliding with the frozen soil To form a sheet of purest white Atop the span of tainted earth Nature sings its solemn song Through lifeless trees and faded figs As clouds of black enclose the scene Enveloping all former dreams Lightning floods the dormant sight In vivid bursts of blinding light And rivers form of crashing rain Dissolving all existent pain A wave of boundless strength persists Eroding this established bliss To form a mound of wreckage, which I stand upon to reminisce.
Sorry- I didn't realize that my brother's username was still logged in. Thanks a lot for taking the time to read this poem though.
