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    dots Submission Name: A Taperdots

    Author: Algol46
    ASL Info:    200/m/East of Eden
    Elite Ratio:    2.72 - 1111/1235/613
    Words: 95
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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    dotsA Taperdots

    I see the candle’s running tallow
    Dripping on the stained oak floor,
    Spreading runnels thin and sallow,
    To the bolted double door.

    Now slowly does the dying flame,
    Flit and sputter from the sill,
    So like my heart, yes, just the same,
    Soon they’ll both be cold and still.

    Look, I think the dawn is breaking,
    There’s a strange man I can see,
    Soon it is he will be taking
    All there is that’s left of me.

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      Ah, a dying candle-classic yet still intriguing metaphor for death, and as usual you have written it well, Michael. I could honestly see the scene playing out in my head as I read this. It apears that the Cold One isn't always one to fear, eh?

    Cheers and good health,
    | Posted on 2008-12-09 00:00:00 | by Shadowstar13 | [ Reply to This ]
      I think Ron is right. That angel is indeed Adriel, the mightiest of all angels. In this vision of yours it seems he comes in peace to you so you shouldn't be afraid of anything. Good writing once again Algol!
    | Posted on 2008-12-09 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ]
      A beautiful way to welcome death and beautifully written. Your words are spoken like art in motion.
    | Posted on 2008-12-09 00:00:00 | by Jessa | [ Reply to This ]
      Father Time and the Death's Angel; persistent, pervasive, unstoppable, and they favor all mankind! That shadow on the door is the soul entering the evermore!!

    Excellent and skilled write, my talented friend!!
    | Posted on 2008-12-08 00:00:00 | by Ron Cole | [ Reply to This ]

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