Canvas for shadows

Posted: May 21, 2015 in Random
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The click of hobnail boots fills the air
The lonesome shrill of the pipes
Sends shivers down the spine
Shadows dance a reel upon silent ramparts
The city sleeps oblivious and deep
The guard changes as if blind
Onlookers feel the vibrations and watch the show
Mother moon winks and enlightens the sky
The memories flood and decades flash before us
The sun slowly rises
And the opticalities of the dark vanish
Once more normality grasps us all
Birds sing and the shadows disapear
Life quickens and our brains question
What went before us
Unsure and swithering


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