Open Poetry #3 |
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Hallowing |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion ![]() |
Hallowing Carving up more than pumpkins A killer does duty for the devil Dogging for scents of innocence Nothing stops this virulent evil Hunting for a virtuous victim Young man so willing, come along Temptations arise in the setting sun Moon and tide forces pulling strong He walks unwittingly into the snare A game of fate, zero chances to win No bridge to safety, only a chasm Reeking of the stench of human sin Crescent moon cloaks covert conduct Cutting deep, sliding spiral never ends Tumbling him in terror, torture Tormenting the tender mind it bends Raining now, it sounds like thunder Or is that the sluggish beat of his heart? Warmth is leaking out, it feels arctic The senseless waste the saddest part Prayers at this late hour, young friend? Quilting you now, blanket of death What is left hallowed here on earth? Sweet peace comes, last exhaled breath © 1999 Corinne Bailey |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Darkly done! Enjoyed the read! ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Excellently written, Corinne. ------------------ Denise |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Dark indeed. Fitting for the upcoming Halloween! Nicely done! |
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Fred Hobbs Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 329Tallahassee, Florida, US |
Corrine, Boy I bet Halloweens are spooky at your house! Well written and haunting. sandman |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Dear Fred, You betcha!!! Muhahahahahaha! Corinne |
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