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In Whispering Forests
She walks in shadows
Beneath the mourning moon
Whispering secrets of below
As the candles flicker in the gloom
Impatiently, I wait
To again hear her voice
Those wicked tales beyond the gate
Of spirits dangerous and coy
Tragic love songs of obsession
As the needle threads its way through tapestries of doom
Foretold in nights of submission
In whispering forests, fallen leaves cover the tomb
Like a wraith in the night
Her words still visit me
Hallucinations in goblets
Her words carry on shivering trees
Insanity awaits
In tales of such grandeur
Made from nightmares, she will create
Spin me a yarn of such danger
The tell-tale hearts of damnation
Pounding under floors of deep seated anguishing gloom
For me there is no salvation
As I set ablaze another wick to read of doom
Entered in the Crushing DU comp
Beneath the mourning moon
Whispering secrets of below
As the candles flicker in the gloom
Impatiently, I wait
To again hear her voice
Those wicked tales beyond the gate
Of spirits dangerous and coy
Tragic love songs of obsession
As the needle threads its way through tapestries of doom
Foretold in nights of submission
In whispering forests, fallen leaves cover the tomb
Like a wraith in the night
Her words still visit me
Hallucinations in goblets
Her words carry on shivering trees
Insanity awaits
In tales of such grandeur
Made from nightmares, she will create
Spin me a yarn of such danger
The tell-tale hearts of damnation
Pounding under floors of deep seated anguishing gloom
For me there is no salvation
As I set ablaze another wick to read of doom
Entered in the Crushing DU comp
Published 16th Apr 2014
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16th Apr 2014 9:24am
As I continued to read, an image formed in my head, and it became more and more detailed with each line. There is so much despair throughout this poem. Perfect for this category!
16th Apr 2014 11:37am
Its like walking in the dark, flickering lights through the tree canopies illuminating the traveller...tremendous imagery evoked, HadesR.
