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Eyes of Nght

sinews of the dying tree
staring into the nocturnal
moonrise at it’s feet agree
dying leaves in my journal

haunted eyes staring out
form the shrouded night
mouth poised to give a shout
devastating fear ignites

repugnance in my vapid orbs
fire burning in the murk
lost in foreign proverbs
my mind is now berserk

into this forest do not tread
the fear will overtake
and lead you down the path of dread
from which you never will awake

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  • poet2angels gold member
    March 27, 2007

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    wow!

    Haunting darkness to this beautifully written piece, Valerie...

    "repugnance in my vapid orbs
    fire burning in the murk
    lost in foreign proverbs
    my mind is now berserk"

    Wow...such a scary thoughtand your pic and bg only add to the beautifully dark tone!

    Lynda