He walked briskly into a dull light
A soreness on the bridge of he and his being
Strength and Grace has left the eyes
And a long locked up flame is menaced by the cold
Leather hangs from the ghostly gladiator
Sacredness fumbling into degradation
A peaceful generation takes the younger duty
And washes away this beastly frame
His heart was drowned by the greyness
No more a beautiful engine
The dawn is taken
A darkened robbery
This struggling old guard
Forged with secrets behind the eyes
A final humble word
And a mind is done tonight
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 5:28 PM UTC
He walked briskly into a dull light
A soreness on the bridge of he and his being
Strength and Grace has left the eyes
And a long locked up flame is menaced by the cold
Leather hangs from the ghostly gladiator
Sacredness fumbling into degradation
A peaceful generation takes the younger duty
And washes away this beastly frame
His heart was drowned by the greyness
No more a beautiful engine
The dawn is taken
A darkened robbery
This struggling old guard
Forged with secrets behind the eyes
A final humble word
And a mind is done tonight
This is a foundation poem. I used two other pieces and took individual words to make up this poem. Each word is found in those two pieces and nothing is added.
