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Two Towers(Revised)
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Two Towers(Revised) |
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marcel Senior Member
since 2003-03-02
Posts 660az, usa |
The Two Towers There is this black tower And I visit nightly within its walls, Roaming the corridors of darkness, Feet click-clacking, click-clacking Holding only my faith as protection Which now shines only a dim light That fades with fear--- Fear of myself… Sometimes when the moon is at its brightest You can see its shining silhouette against this black tower Searching for my fleeing soul, Bravely I step out of the darkness to bare my sins--- Watch me now As I come out of myself And become true, See the creature within and weep Fear the man who does not sleep. There is this white tower that I visit in my dreams And within its walls lies joy But I am often not welcomed--- So I creep along its perimeter cautiously Bouncing upon buoyant white clouds Feeling my way to an entrance Finding a door… Then falling silently---sweetly… I close my eyes and drift Confident there is no landing, It feels like I am floating on water Wondering why death hides from those who seek it; I awake from waves that once comforted my sleep And then…day turns to night, The moon chuckles in delight--- A tale of two towers Which one will I see tonight? Marcel |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
kinda surreal...mysterious |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
An enjoyable read, Marcel. Good imagery...I can almost see you creeping along those outside walls and loved the thought of the moon chuckling. |
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loner187 Member
since 2004-03-21
Posts 106Upstate New York |
real mysterious write...enjoyed it much. it has a surreal and dream-like feel to it.so, good job The first step to recovery is to admit your addiction. So, here it is: |
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Startime55 Member Elite
since 2003-04-05
Posts 2148Alberta, Canada |
I think I will see the white tower...I can easily drift into fantasy in that one and weave a world filled with beauty....This poem is beautifully written showing both sides of the night....Well done... |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Night is the stillest part of our existence. Even then we have two sides to our being. You have taken us to both. Excellent job! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
A haunting write, really. |
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