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ecrivan
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0 posted 2001-12-22 12:26 PM


Of the fantasies that incur a midnight stroke
children would quiver and their voices choke,
that stroke at twelve meant capes rising from their graves,
the chiming of a bell meant cinderella would return a slave.

As I'd watch chiller theatre at night
when midnight occurred, goose bumps would alight,
the time for sugar plum fairies had slipped away
I would be instant bait or vampire prey.

Wall clocks tell tales and complete their circuits,
once alloted time runs out, through signals we're alerted.
romance is clocked, as time burns at stakes
evil cloaks flock: at after midnight, love is late.


What has the prince of darkness to do with a wench
of cinders
what do tales of evil have to do with innocent 'kinder',
why the hour of perdition calls when it is twelve
and the way we set our clocks, is the way we delve.

[This message has been edited by ecrivan (12-22-2001 01:11 PM).]

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1 posted 2001-12-22 12:39 PM


very cool write
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2 posted 2001-12-22 12:52 PM


Smiling at this. 'Tis true, much fun begins after the stroke o' twelve, when elves and faeries and witches do dance, and the wee little creatures of the forest slide in 'n out o' the shadows, and the big creatures too come 'n look for you in the night after the stroke o' twelve. Best stay inside where ye can safely hide under downy soft blankies.

LOL, I couldn't resist tacking onto this one. Thanks for the fun.

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3 posted 2001-12-22 12:40 PM


Martin - I thinking I am removing the number twelve from my clock, so the evil spirits won't come and get me.lol  I liked the topic and the write.  Nicely done.

Dave

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4 posted 2001-12-22 12:50 PM


This is such a neat poem, Martin it is extremely well written with lots of vivid imagery and I loved the originality of the subject...
Great job!!!!

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5 posted 2001-12-22 01:04 PM


Thanks all for responding
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6 posted 2001-12-22 06:11 PM


this has a gothic feel to it, made me want to light a candle

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7 posted 2001-12-22 06:19 PM



Most things after midnight suck....

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8 posted 2001-12-22 06:54 PM


Martin darling boy this is without doubt one of your utter best, you really are getting to be soooooooooo good. The flow and the rhythm are without doubt utterly excellent.

Bravi Bravi Bravissimi


What can I say except this is utterly wonderful.


Love and warm stuff
As always
Mushy




To give light to them that sit in darkness..... to guide our feet into the way of peace St John ch2 v1


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9 posted 2001-12-23 10:31 AM


Much enjoyed this nights tale!
ecrivan
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10 posted 2001-12-23 10:44 AM


Thanks all for reading,

Irish Rose,

a little dark it is.

Balladeer,

People wind up these days around midnight..
maybe it should be the other way around.I like the inventive spirit behind the smilies and paste on images!

Marsha,

I'd secretly like to go on the town more often, this is way to spend less   especially
since its Xmas time..

[This message has been edited by ecrivan (12-23-2001 10:44 AM).]

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11 posted 2001-12-23 11:41 AM


Ahh, the darkling witching hour,
When evil holds its sway of power,
It leaves us shaking in our beds,
With nightmare's dancing round our heads.

Loved your creepy tale, thanks for sharing.

Regards,
Olias.

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12 posted 2001-12-23 11:52 AM


I enjoyed this so much, the midnight stroke. it never sees me, I am always asleep. LOL strbbux
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