Dark Poetry #3 |
A Flower in my Tomb (Mikhail's challenge) |
Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
The dust settles past my sigh. It's not that it's cold, but I'm vaguely uncomfortable. The stone walls are lifeless, dark and guarded, barely showing handprints where I disturbed years of grime. It was so long ago, almost another world, when this much respect was shown for the dead. I can't help but be interested, stare at the dark kist; can't help but wonder if this could be my own. The sepulcher is open behind me, a staircase that leads back to the light outside. Though unsettled, I will not leave. For respect of a person and name I do not know, I have brought with me a single rose. The petals are dark as blood, darker still in this shadowed room. I reach out tentatively to place it on the coffin; intricately carved in a stone that may have once been white. So long ago; before the over-finished wood was placed into the ground in what now resembles concrete bunkers (so the ground won't sink in when things start to decay). This is the side of death that spawned pensive, romantic thoughts; not our modern efficiency and disposal that just rushes things out of sight. I imagine that once, the coffin was open, allowing for familial grief to exact one more visit. Cold eyes to be kissed then left behind. I turn away, back towards daylight. Death was not designed to linger on so greatly. A stranger's, long since gone, shouldn't do this to me. The loneliest words you'll ever know: |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
*dark kist and dark kiss* I love you, baby. And I see this being about two things -- the past, and the future. Thanks for th' present of you, Lori-Anne... I love you. Said if I only could ... |
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Anvrill Senior Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 710in the interzone now |
Love you too, twice over. I so shouldn't be awake right now. :P Mom woke me, so I could sign up for classes I don't want to take. Hopefully they're full....two days after the listings went up... Um...Yeh. I think I'll try to go back to bed. Then to work, then to sleep, then to BILLY IDOL! No, I'm not excited at all, why? The loneliest words you'll ever know: |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Excited t' the point of wanting to use up a day? That's excited. Said if I only could ... |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
pensive yes and very atmospheric could see little eddies of fog dripping moist. liked this BS I never aimed at reality; I aimed at truth. --Orson Welles |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Anvrill!!! She is loosed upon the literati Sic 'em! Oh!, and I like it too. ~wranx The shortest distance between two points... |
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WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
WOW This is incredible....I love it. In awe....You have a wonderful way with words! DeaDiAmore |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Hmmm ... how'd this get all the way down on page 3? Back to the light! (or dark) Said if I only could ... |
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skyshine
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
You write well, Lori. I'd say more but I'm at a loss for words. ~Beth You look inside my wild mind |
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