Dark Poetry #3 |
The Cauldrons' Lore |
Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
The cauldron speaks of fires burning, hints of powers cloaked in darkness. Incantations, murmured voices spark to flame the demon chorus. Striking minor chords of egress to forgotten rites held solemn, from dim corridors of memory calling forth the shadow realm. Where abominations gather in the mouldered words un-spoken, grimly held in fabled prisons hidden from the light of day. The cauldron speaks of fires burning, dare not listen, lest they waken age old visions from their slumbers, to the present, where might stay. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Doc, I see you haven't lost your touch. Very macabre, more so because it's possible to also be reality. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Kethry, Thanks, my friend. Too many H.P.Lovecraft novels during my formative years, I suspect. Doc |
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Eromyna Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 306Pheonix, AZ, USA |
Doc is my nickname sometimes. Heh. I like this piece, especially the second line of the last stanza. Very intimidating. XD "I don't need to scream for you to deem me aggravation." |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Eromyna, Thanks. Caught your tag in open, are you by any chance related to "Eromreven"? If so "Eop" sends his regards. Doc |
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