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topic: i follow green carpets
by Aaron Michaelmars is red and dirty
this time of millenia
crushed mountains
adorn ancient former
riverbeds - or so we think -
leaving bloody trails
that died in mystery
before there were
secrets to be kept.
there will be a time
where hours and minutes
become those mountains
and days are bloodyred and
imprinted in some orange bridge
until it decays
rusting the dirt
and creating new mysteries
out of forgotten secrets
until there is green again. 08/26/2008 Author's Note: topic from Meghan Helmich. TYSM :)
Posted on 08/26/2008
Copyright © 2025 Aaron Michael
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 08/27/08 at 12:57 AM this is wonderful! it's amazing how minds are so unique. the colors are haunting and 'bloodyred' is spectacular. i'm so pleased that my suggestion helped to conceive...THIS! |
| Posted by Cassandra Leigh on 08/28/08 at 12:32 AM wow, i love love love the way you interpreted this topic. mars has always fascinated me and i was delighted to find this piece. it's so rich in imagery. |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 12/21/10 at 02:27 AM i saw that bridge in my mind quite vividly - i like this a lot a lot =) |
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