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At home in the Dark |
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Walter Poe Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 787 |
Another day passes And the night closes in the darkness around me lets me out holds me in The stars up above and the shadows close to free a spirit from its empty glove I see the night the fear without respite of what is invisible in absense sans light why is it that I alone without you with ghosts all around am happily in tune the song of life the chorus of night the moon turns blue can you feel the light It bathes you in a radiance the sun doesnt know no people see no flowers grow Yet i am sanguin in my castle so stark because i truely am At home in the dark "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil!- prophet still, if bird or devil!- Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
night's gift of dark ... loss leaves it's mark, quiet comfort found with in. shadows of gray ... some ghosts will stay, some voices live under our skin. day gives way ... night comes to play, some things are not our sins. always know there is light ... stars and moon belong to the night, your path to free you from where you've been. night knows no shame ... dark places no blame, letting you out ... holding you in. you shine in the dark, king of castle so stark... embraced by shadows of sanguin. jm take care my gentle poet of darkness Some things cannot be explained by verses that rhyme, They are not measured by the commitment of time. Some emotions run too deep to be described by words, Forgiveness and understanding-remain the most beautiful words ever heard. ~Janet Marie~ "What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly" ~Lao Tze Tao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
What is it within the darkened night that brings us out, yet still hold us within. I just don't know? But I feel more at home there, and here. Thanks buddy. Joel. I howl a mournful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
*placing in my library* |
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