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Sleepy Hollow
My mind still does wander
To the sleeping stone
As life deceives its crevices
And Death implores its waiting weather;
Plunging to its deepest core,
A subconscious smites sanity down!
Dismount the purring of its dreams,
The rocky roar of its nighmares
Shall rouse me from my own Morphium
For When it wakes
It will crush mine.
-written within the hour between 2013 and 2014
To the sleeping stone
As life deceives its crevices
And Death implores its waiting weather;
Plunging to its deepest core,
A subconscious smites sanity down!
Dismount the purring of its dreams,
The rocky roar of its nighmares
Shall rouse me from my own Morphium
For When it wakes
It will crush mine.
-written within the hour between 2013 and 2014
Published 10th Jan 2014
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10th Jan 2014 10:29am
I can feel the phantom rider & his fearsome stallion rushihg toward us. you instill that drama in your poem...
13th Jan 2014 5:07am
This isn't about the headless horseman. Sleepy Hollow was an imaginary place and imaginary places have more tales than one, its about the stone of the colony, the one that sleeps and wakes only to rouse the spirits. Or I guess something like such. But thank you and what do I know. As poetry goes, interpret as ye will. :).
10th Jan 2014 3:55pm
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