DANIELD: The Mountain

Monday, October 31, 2011

Upon this mountain,

I shall stand,

Awaiting grace and peace

In the sand,

Dug are my feet,

Preparing for the grand wave,

Dark thick clouds over head,

But calm am I,

Anarchy consumes the lost,

So upon this maintain,

I shall wait,

Perched at the edge.

AnonymousNovember 2, 2011 at 11:14 PM
Liked this a lot. I love how you mentioned things like how you dug your feet. It was a really relaxing poem and sounds like something that is read during a meditation session. Good job. Also really confident sounding.
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wavin326November 3, 2011 at 10:55 PM
this poem is really calming and the location helps prove this.
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Ilya0105November 4, 2011 at 11:40 AM
It seems like the person in the poem is waiting for something and it seems like bad things are coming yet this person awaits calmly knowing that it will all be alright. I like it.
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Taylor ReynoldsNovember 7, 2011 at 10:49 AM
"I shall wait,
Perched at the edge." The apprehensiveness of waiting can be translated out of this poem. I liked the poise of the last lines, waiting peacefully.
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