Touch The Stone, Cold and Grey

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Open Poetry #29

Touch The Stone, Cold and Grey

Magnus

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since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

0 posted 2003-10-09 07:41 PM

The stone, cold to touch.
Bringing a shiver to my spine
as the chill danced.  Grey,
blackened marble, aged by
two centuries of rest....

This harbinger of fear, standing
still among the sad and stooped
oaks.  Casting a moon’s shadow
across my feet as I stand quietly
among the dead, in fear of
awakening that which haunts my
dreams.

Dead calm falling upon my ears.
The ringing inferno of deafness
bringing a panic to the pit of
my bowels.  Wake me, I say.
Wake me that I might sleep
among the lilies.

Walking, leaden feet hesitantly
leading me around the stone,
that I might acquaint myself
with the occupant.....

The grip coming over my lungs,
my eyes rolling in disbelief of
what I have found....  For on
the reverse of the smooth and
cold grey....a word,   a single
word that clutched at my spine....

Vacancy.....

nakdthoughts
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since 2000-10-29

Posts 19200
Between the Lines

1 posted 2003-10-09 07:47 PM

wow Barry... spooky, yet I think I have seen that stone...

*s
M

Enchantress
Member Empyrean

since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

2 posted 2003-10-09 07:57 PM

OH!! Give me goosebumps why don't ya??!!
Now I won't sleep all night and you know it!
Excellent write m'friend...great ending.
~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~

~Autumn, the year's last, loveliest smile~

Seymour Tabin
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since 1999-07-07

Posts 31720
Tamarac Fla

3 posted 2003-10-09 07:58 PM

Magnus
You're showing your talent. Well done.

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