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When he isn't talking your ear off about existentialism, pro-wrestling and the incredibly interesting things that happen in his comparatively mundane life, Dan occasionally writes the poetry he mentions so often. Here it is.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Winter's Roar


I was here, forgotten, when foot-fall waned
And rainfall peaked, yet still you came.
When Winter’s roar kept life at bay
My thousand naked arms remained
Straining under the heavy grey
The earth was hard, yet still you came.

And then, when Spring’s enforcing will
Broke from ‘neath my cold new skin
Gasped and quaffed the pelting rain
You came again and stayed within.

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1 comment:

  1. Wood11 November 2010 at 13:26

    I love this poem. I would love to hear it again.

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