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Embers_Before_God
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since 2001-03-06
Posts 101
USA

0 posted 2001-03-12 02:22 AM



Does evil bloom at night,
under fog covered skies,
without sun, without light,
like hollow thoughts in empty heads?
Clinched fist turned blood stained hand,
darkness creeping inside eyes;
is it ruse or menacing guise?

Mashed teeth spill not
the blood of minced words.
Power lies in sinner’s grin
and virulence shall begin
as ungentle beasts cry,
for evil tells nary a lie
except when patience wears thin.

Witches dwell in the souls,
hidden in the trees.
Bony arm branches,
Knots(warts) following fear
along path riddled with thorns,
mimicking devil horns,
rendering passage unclear.

Heed warnings of full moon
if you wish to return soon,
as death can be read
from upturned palm,
and nothing can be said
when fallen leaf covers your wound,
and, you, on dampened pine needles lie,
blood oozing from your eye.

Weary the petals of the reaper,
faithful nighttime keeper
of souls begotten by sin.
Pass quickly on the route,
for you shall be sought out,
and to your grave he will send,
where fire will blaze
upon your death stone,
simply engraving the end.



Dance with me under the moon. Touch my pale skin. Devour me. Love me.

© Copyright 2001 TkB - All Rights Reserved
thecraig
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since 2001-03-11
Posts 223

1 posted 2001-03-12 02:32 AM


Truly horrific puts me off running into tree's with my arms behind my back & my eye's wide open.
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since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328
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2 posted 2001-03-12 02:48 AM


My goodness but you sure know how to tell a bedtime story, I shall just go get my munchies, fuzzy slippers, a baseball bat, and hold myself in a ball waiting for the boogie man, thanks a lot! Actually you know you be the "Master of Dark", and this was your usual great spine chiller. ooga booga!
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ethome
Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada
3 posted 2001-03-12 03:43 AM


Well you sure painted a lot of evil scenes in a few stanzas...I just have to say to you ....have a nice day....because I really mean it!! Great writing!

The poet is like a cocoon; in him the caterpillar of the past finds rest, and from him the butterfly of the future emerges.

kismetkelsey
Junior Member
since 2001-03-12
Posts 32
Canada
4 posted 2001-03-13 12:36 PM


Love the dark ones you write!Always leave me with big ol' goosebumps!!Ominous!But fascinating!Excellent.
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