Windswept Parchment
Petals flowing softly,
ink fills the parchment;
silent songs release.
Mossy Graves
Splintering oaks reside,
heroic graves stand still.
Flowers wither.
Wanderers Way
Trails to nowhere collide.
The dead's regrowth,
gnarled souls rejoice.
Silence of War
Crickets sing in silence,
breeze instrumental.
Blood drenched plains now lone.
Twilight Till Dawn
Tides in serenity,
the hour grows late.
Till light dawns once more.
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