In The Darkness Haunted

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  • Lost Love

    In The Darkness Haunted

     The night finds me
    I thought I had forgotten
    Am I earning a degree
    From this lesson

    I thought I had been helped
    The solutions made in some science lab
    But they are not perfectly developed
    And this darkness refreshes every stab

    I hate
    Why hate
    I don't rightly know
    Because I was so sure my love could outweigh 

    I am no longer so sure
    I am now every which way by gusts of wind and slipping on sleet
    Words that kill and torture
    Words asking for an impossible feet

    I am a haunted house
    A beautiful love, two beautiful lovers, once inhabited
    Killed in cold blood
    Now the boards constantly creak and the very foundation on up tormented
    Still the house remains undetected as a scare
    People think it just another cozy home
    Strolling by with an approving stare
    But the truth they do not share
    No, the spook none try to fathom

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    wheelsal commented on In The Darkness Haunted

    07-24-2009

    You are a strong writer but this almost sounds like two different poems or the house metaphor should come firsts. Hope this didn't offend because you are a good writer. Sally
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    CaelTaylor

    07/25/2009

    No, thank you. It is true. It kinda randomly spurted out of me in the end of writing it. I kinda felt like it was an abrupt change, but I just left it so.

    WordSlinger commented on In The Darkness Haunted

    07-24-2009

    original, very... I like the personification, theme, and voice. Welcome to OP. may it be a cozy home for ya...
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    CaelTaylor

    07/25/2009

    Thank ya very much!

    spbsdude commented on In The Darkness Haunted

    07-20-2009

    A very dark and moody poem. I don't know whether to take this literally, the haunted house, that is, or metaphorically. If it is a metaphor, is it one of yourself? Either way the imagery is beautifully crafted.
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    CaelTaylor

    07/23/2009

    Thank you very much. I wrote it with the feeling of me metaphorically being the house, but the poem is more than just me now so anyway it is taken would be justified. The beauty of art.

    davoc commented on In The Darkness Haunted

    07-08-2009

    You're a very talented writer don't ever stop! One of my favorites
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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