Moldering

Ummm...when your in the midst of a "dark night of the soul"...it's probably best to keep the batteries in your flashlight fully charged

Then again...it's probably best not to read the following...


Moldering


Twas dark and grim within the wood
A cold dank fog that owned the ground
Trees hunched and bent with reaching arms
No breath no life nay not a sound

Deep and far beneath the gloom
There block on moldering block lay
A hoary lichened time locked tomb
That had never known the light of day

From this leached an eldritch air
Whose cold voice whispered to a few
That love was founded in despair
While hope could not be born anew

So I believed that horrid wright
That inner owned by lock and lay
That tied my tongue unto the night
As shadows claimed what I would say

Behold the canticle of men
Whose wuthering rhythms tempest blown
Inflame the soul’s own bitter end
Where sense and sanity have flown


I did warn you....however I know the inescapable compulsion that leaves the fingers smeared...while reading the "do not touch...wet paint" sign...or touching the burner to see if it's hot then trying to shake the second degree loose...though best by far I think it more akin to moths and flame...



YouSir

Amazing as always!

a reply to: Night Star


Hello again Light Star......

You want to know whats really amazing...?
That some people one day decided to create a website where other people could come together and speak in a frank manner about all that is under this vast sky of ours...or rather this sky we borrow as we breathe it all in...
The most amazing part of it all is the plethora of personalities that congregate here...some so haughty and puffed up I want to reach through the screen and loosen their tie before they explode...Others meek like a mouse hardly daring to squeak...still others much like myself that carry on about every topic under the sun...not because they had any authority or greater understanding...merely because they wish to communicate...nothing more...

Amazing...

Be well my friend


YouSir