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Slow Daybreak MAG
May 30, 2008
The sun is my alarm. Waking me and laying me down every moon rise.
A slow sun for play and a long morning on its way.
Just when time stops, cars freeze and the breeze is caught stealing a leaf from my maple tree.
My hair stuck in one place.
My world might have stopped, my body may have rusted over time.
But my words will ring on into the sunrise.
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This poem is simple and descriptive. The person in this poem is almost reminicising as time freezes. The use of imagery is well used by saying that this person is getting older: "My world might have stopped, my body may have rusted over time." Great poem!
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on Apr. 1 2010 at 9:49 pm
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