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Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas 
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The miasma gathered once more Insectile voices gibbering softly Taunting and teasing They whisper to me at times When against glass Wind-driven branches scritch Softly lit by baleful sky They whisper things And I sometimes listen Bravely they sought me last night Their words now coherent A litany of death But towards whom? No need to question For I know I know I know I rise And through the storm-tossed night Go stalking through each room Baptized in blood and spirit Sipping my coffee As the klaxons roil and weep At the absence of Insectile voices The night burns blue and red Alicat As I sit here dimly thinking Watching modem lights a-blinking Churning out poetic hash. Lord, in all Your piety, Help me keep my sanity: Please don't let the modem crash! --Alicat |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Kinda scary, this.. chills happening. But great poem. Catalinamoon Practice can make anything perfect...even grief can become an art. Merrit Malloy |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
Whoa Ali!! Very dark indeed. Your talent shines through in this piece.  When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shodows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face... William Butler Yeats |
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Nikolette Sadness
since 2000-07-29
Posts 337port richey fl. |
i liek this one alot...the night burns blue and red...good ending line... Nikolette i was once in love and happy...but you can call me Sadness. |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Encore! This is SO good! Lotharingia "Dreams are life, reality, creation" Miguel de Unanumo |
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Deborah1 Senior Member
since 2000-06-22
Posts 653New Hampshire |
Brrrrr..I feel the chill!!! But very good writing here!!!! The fragrance always stays in the hand that gives the rose...--Hada Bejar |
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Alicat Member Elite
since 1999-05-23
Posts 4094Coastal Texas |
Catalinamoon: Thanks. Even us 'Open' poets can be dark at times. :v Marilyn: *blush* Thanky ma'am. Nikolette: Thanks. Glad you caught the reference. Lotharingia: *bows and preens* Danka. And thanks for the insight into your nome de plume. Deborah1: *evil grin* Thanks for the compliment. When I write dark, that's what I aim for. |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Eeek Alicat, Voices? Ooh they ARE haunting aren't they? This is definately my kinda read. Cold. Freaky(if you don't mind).Captivating. Thank you much. Ooh an 'Open' poet in the dark....I like!  . *Peace. |
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darkstar Member
since 2000-08-09
Posts 230Port Richey, Fl, USA |
Really cool poem. I liked it a lot. Dark Star |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Yes cat the open is here also. and very dark love the poem kid. the shivers are great. I'll take a short break to smooth my fur back down. haha Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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