Open Poetry #26 |
Silence Comes |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Silence dances on padded heels to chant the moon in full to new. To twirl and swirl among the stones until the morn does steam the dew. Who has not stood in wait the rise of bones the ground of clay beheld. As chirps and caws did bring from fear a gnawing wrench of cries expelled. To gaze the stare of lifeless orbs and feel the chill through human soul. As tremors shake the clayey soil before the horse drawn wagons roll. Tis but the night in quaking rest when souls shall dance a silent tune to sack the skull and brittle bones and squeal the sight of devil’s lune. And whence the shadows lie the grass before the howling of the dogs, a cock will crow to fly the owl amongst the smell of putrid bogs. [This message has been edited by Magnus (05-12-2003 10:40 AM).] |
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QjQ Member Elite
since 2003-04-18
Posts 3756U.S.A. |
as always you write a great write!! It matters not how you answer, It matters only that i hear you. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Somehow you weave the classic Poe into the prose of the demi-gods. This is great! Creative, and wise, with plenty of color and pep. Enjoyed thoroughly, TD |
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Justbleu Member Elite
since 1999-08-31
Posts 3329Oregon, Originally From Alaska :) |
A good write.... Enjoyed!!!! Bridgette "Somewhere, somehow, it should be possible to touch someone and never let go again. To hold someone, not for a moment but forever." Unknown [This message has been edited by Justbleu (05-12-2003 04:03 PM).] |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
As always, Barry, I thoroughly enjoyed your poem. You are so good, Sir!! Hugs, Ethel |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Barry..you have amazing talent poet sir. ~Smiles & Hugs, Nancy~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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