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Jun 23, 2010
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Azrael's Wings
If I close my eyes the memory’s vivid -
screeching, circling, circling, screeching.
Overhead and all around is turbulence and chaos and turbulence
in a hellish cacophony that split the night
the night they came to caution me.
For no rational reason
an insidious seeping of terror and awe
carried black deep thoughts of impending doom
to every particle of my being.
I did not then know who,
but I knew.
The Aborigine say the curlew cries the warning of death.
— judyanne, Jun 23, 2010
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Seren
16 years 1 month ago
Bravo
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
thanks jc
jetz
16 years 1 month ago
Hi Judy, Shades of Poe.
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
shades of poe
Kailashana
16 years 1 month ago
What a poem, Judd! What a
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
hi anna
Professor Purple
16 years 1 month ago
Great work! The repetition
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
thanks antoine
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
just wondering
xena465
16 years 1 month ago
Hi Judy
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
thanks rosina
shirley harrison
16 years 1 month ago
Dearest Judy
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
yes shirley
shirley harrison
16 years 1 month ago
Thank you!
Candlewitch
16 years 1 month ago
Dear Judy
judyanne
16 years 1 month ago
what a lovely thing to say cat
Candlewitch
16 years 1 month ago
Dear Judy
Professor Purple
16 years ago
Hi Judy, “Azrael’s
judyanne
16 years ago
thank you so much antoine
Professor Purple
16 years ago
Cool! My pleasure!
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