The Waiting Fog (Part two)

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Magnus

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since 2001-10-10

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South Carolina, USA

0 posted 2002-10-15 10:52 PM

This fog and mist so dank and drear
to the skin sticks as does the rash.
As steps do slip on slime in fear,
a tree nearby falls in a crash.

My heart did skip as tongue was bit
from fright that came upon the din
of falling limbs that fell and split
the air of night in goose bump skin.

I saw a glimpse of glowing eyes
beyond the trees of cypress knee.
A cackling sound of demon cries
that froze my soul so hauntingly.

The dark now hides the path of day
and leads the mind to fearful thought.
What should I think or do or say?
What is it now that has been wrought?

They sit and watch and wait to find
a moment when I turn my back.
They are in front, they are behind
those ghostly eyes of red in black.

Away, away, I shout to them
yet all I get are curdling howls.
This fog and mist I’d like to skim
before the beasts begin their prowls.

Run, run, don’t stop or look around
for if I do they will devour
my flesh and heart on crimson ground
into the night of demon’s hour.

I ran and ran as my legs tired
from each step in this black of night.
And from this fear I was inspired
to race away till morning’s light.

The sun did bring the earth to see
and ‘pon the ground was such a sight.
The tracks of beasts who sought of me
to be their meal in darkened flight.

No print compares to what I saw
there on the ground so tellingly.
A foot and half, an awesome paw
with fangs to rip the heart from me.

I’ll stay inside and never stray
into the night beyond the mist.
I’ll lock the door and stop and pray
each time I hear that ghastly hiss.

For in the night of darkened moon
where things do prowl and bump the night.
Those snapping twigs will tell too soon
it’s time to stop, brighten the light.

Bill Charles
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since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

1 posted 2002-10-15 10:55 PM

Barry - I'm staying in with the doors locked tonight. Damn, there's that crackling sound again!!!!!

BC

the_loner_23
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since 2002-06-08

Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA

2 posted 2002-10-15 10:55 PM

Momma I am scared. LOL Good story

Cold hands means a warm heart

Bill Charles
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since 2000-07-11

Posts 10619
highways, & byways, for now

3 posted 2002-10-15 10:56 PM

Baaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy,,,,,,,,

MOMMIE!!!! MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

BC

ThunderMage
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since 2002-06-20

Posts 812
Canada

4 posted 2002-10-15 10:59 PM

Oh man... nightmares tonight.

What is life without poetry and adventure?
"Little sister" is just another way of saying "Guardian Angel"!

WhiteRose
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since 2002-07-23

Posts 3208
somebody's dungeon

5 posted 2002-10-15 11:09 PM

*locking all the windows and the doors*

Scarey stuff Barry. Nicely done!

CSKpoet
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since 2002-07-12

Posts 845
Island in Paradise

6 posted 2002-10-15 11:26 PM

well now I won't be walking around Pele's parlour ...might get caught in the fog there...I live in the Valley and we do have our Hawaiian legends..thanks for making me feel secured tonight

you do this so well, Barry...geez I'd like to get into your head awhile...
take care and aloha hugs,
Cher

Poetry is:
Passion, imagination and intellect running together.

Aloha with warmest regards, Cheryl Stewart Koomoa

Paul Wilson

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since 2002-07-07

Posts 4711
United States

7 posted 2002-10-16 12:25 PM

Barry...A delightful haunting tale...Paul
Do you scare all the little children in your neighborhood with these camp fire halloween stories?

[This message has been edited by Paul Wilson (10-16-2002 02:28 AM).]

garysgirl

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since 2002-09-29

Posts 19237
Florida, USA

8 posted 2002-10-16 12:34 PM

Barry...I wish I had waited until morning to read this second part. Man, I wish that my Gary was here to run the boogers and creepy things away from here!!!!Are you going to write anymore segments???? Good poetry, Barry....very realistic!!
Love To All,
Ethel

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

9 posted 2002-10-16 02:33 PM

This is a superbly chilling account of a man who is being chased by demons! --or is it a tale of a man who is facing his demons? hehe

---'Witch'ever, this is going into my
'ghoul'ary of favorite halloween poems!

EA

Auguste

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since 2000-02-16

Posts 3953
By the sea

10 posted 2002-10-16 04:00 PM

A great finish, Barry! Some scary images here.

The stars will shine when I am gone,
the earth will turn on as before,
the gulls, still race along the shore,
the morning star, still kiss the dawn

NewEnglandlazurlu
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since 2002-01-04

Posts 7470
A Mountain Paradise

11 posted 2002-10-16 10:41 PM

'... For in the night of darkened moon
where things do prowl and bump the night.
Those snapping twigs will tell too soon
it’s time to stop, brighten the light...'

Yikes, you've scared the wits out of me! Where the heck is that light?

Remind me not to sit around the campfire with you if you're telling ghost stories. This is really spooky.

Hugs, Marti

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

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