Another short poem , comments ?

Question:The End

When the stars meet the clay
In this wind I will sway
With leaves of grey
All the same
The raven will call my name
And my bare feet
Will greet
And kiss the black land

In my hands grains of golden sand
How it flows though my fingers
In this world to a crawl, it lingers
These empty spaces, void of fate
These silent moments that joy rape

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: The End

When the stars meet the clay
In this wind I will sway
With leaves of grey
All the same
The raven will call my name
And my bare feet
Will greet
And kiss the black land

In my hands grains of golden sand
How it flows though my fingers
In this world to a crawl, it lingers
These empty spaces, void of fate
These silent moments that joy rape

V good - I think it usually tends to be best if you can hear the poet recite their own work...then you really get to hear it as they intended with the intonation and emphasis in all the right places.

Why not set yourself up on MySpace and read them to the world!

Yeh. I sat silently for a moment and what came to mind was, yeh. Yeh, l really liked that.