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Walter Poe
Senior Member

since 1999-10-13

Posts 787

0 posted 2000-08-17 07:18 AM

The Death was on his lips
Its purity shocked him
The darkness causing his heart to race
He longed for it
as he never had before
its endlessness
The purity the sanctity it brought
A mind filled with images
of himself and the slain
The smile spread on dead lips
His mind raced
As he contemplated the strike
The final blow
The power of the movement
Towering above
He knew true power
what it took to earn
what it took to keep
he understood the reasons
Oppeased to the darkness
He that had hated the thought
The lover, The Jester, The Poet
Found the blood lay easily on his soul
He longed to feel again the power
But he knew it was over
The Deviant, Foul Desecrator, Lord of Lies
Lay vanquished by his sword

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling
'Tis

sash
Member

since 2000-06-22

Posts 125

1 posted 2000-08-17 09:17 AM

Very powerful piece! I was entranced, then the last two lines really shocked Me back to reality. Nice work!

~Sash~

Kethry
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-07-29

Posts 9082
Victoria Australia

2 posted 2000-08-17 09:24 AM

You and Edgar Allan really have a talent for the macabre, good writing. Well done.
Be well
Kethry

"It is the image in the mind that links us to lost treasures;
but it is the loss that shapes the image,
gathers the flowers weaves the garland."-

Janet Marie
Member Laureate

since 2000-01-22

Posts 18554

3 posted 2000-08-17 09:52 AM

The darkness causing his heart to race
He longed for it
as he never had before
its endlessness
The purity the sanctity it brought
A mind filled with images
of himself and the slain
The smile spread on dead lips
His mind raced
======================
he understood the reasons
Oppeased to the darkness
He that had hated the thought
The lover, The Jester, The Poet
Found the blood lay easily on his soul
He longed to feel again the power
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I see you have returned to the darkness, prince poet ...
strong imagery ...much to ponder
still I am so pleased to see your words again.
take care
jm

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