His shadow can be seen slightly from his hiding spot behind the tree a quiet stalker of souls he will wait for his appointed moment to step out and place his hand on the shoulder of the living once touched it is a downhill slide toward the pit of no-man's land the forever after of nothingness as always his life plan you can pull away all you want his hand has an eternal grip and once chosen you may escape, but he'll lay in wait again behind the tree until he escorts you down the dark path
Yesu Ben2011-10-15T06:21:17Z
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soul stalker, i wouldn't call him that when bodies have become all worn he waits for you in suit and hat been watching you since you were born. a friend who holds your freedom key not something evil, sinister when he comes for you, do not flee let go, death is sweet, not bitter.
Hi Shirley I enjoy your posts but would take this in a different direction, neither dark nor alludin to a light, but a more gentle sense of the hand bein generic, and the unknown come to take me home. Good write though. I'm pretty much aware of my expiration date.
Last night I saw upon the stair A little man who wasn't there He wasn't there again today
Luckily I do not believe in evil or yours would be the scariest Halloween poem yet!
The Challah
I watch the ropes of dough Intwined in a golden loop How sad it is to know This bread shows a loathsome truth. The two rings of tasty bread Are good motives and vile Hard to get in my head That they always reconcile. Turn a good motive over And you will always find the bad And the evilest beast on their cover Can be sweet loving moms and dads. The challah as a spiritual axiom I believe is always so Hand in hand with odium Beautiful flowers grow.