Darkness At Noon ReVisited

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Dark Poetry #3

Darkness At Noon ReVisited

ecrivan
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since 2001-12-10

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my own state

0 posted 2003-04-22 04:32 PM

The flipside of a bright, serene day
when ghostly damsels bathe in castel moats
what darkness could anyone possibly expect
what sinistre relationship would then connect
unscathed..unharnessed
so that darkness would call over any promontory
to cast its sheath over each rock crevasse
and make sure that no nook goes unfilled
a scythed visitor can pass oh so soon...
or at Ipatiev house at the call of noon.

It is that darkness must be so sombre?
after a prick of a desert cactus..hombre
to be cast beneath any serene occasion
to be strewn..flaunted
and yet kept shrouded, shielded from any light
the flipside of a non-tumultuous day
darkness visits, oh so soon
a touch to the lips...you swoon...

but behind its unflinching abundance
families still work in total ignorance
of when and where that cape will approach
the nature of its call...how it will encroach.

[This message has been edited by ecrivan (04-22-2003 04:37 PM).]