This is after gallow land,
all is a lot of quick sand,
we are here and we are there,
we fly at will,
almost everywhere,
it is not just that moves,
its our terror,hate and dark,
that moves as well,
our body is one,
and the apparition is long done,
it reaches and tarvel on evil thoughts,
as we have in victims sought,
beware you all,
meeting or facing us,
is not going to be a ball,
we draw blood,
even faster than flood,
we gnash,
and bash,
and shriek,
the satanic slogan,
it is only then ,
they say woe has just begun.
Author notes
the satanic slogan,
it is only then ,
they say woe has just begun.
A contest entry
- Apparitions by Titus.
450 points, ended September 6, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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woe begun to spook me I'd say, you've given a free verse effort, for which I am useless at, and the shadows you leave are almost lifelike, well done.
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I was asked to read your poetry when you read my poem Infinite Pathos... and I must say I am glad I did. First of all let me thank you for enjoying my poem so much, and second thanks for inviting me in to see yours. This is absolutely beautiful. it's haunting and moving. It screams vision and whispers beauty. I love this. Good luck in my friend Tony's contest. If you have any other writes you wish me to comment, please tell me which and I will do so, definitely. ~ Kerri
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Great take on the contest prompt. Wonderful imagery in your words. Best of luck. Take care.
Sandy
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