Carrion Conundrum
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afterlife,
attitude,
carrion conundrum,
ceremony,
naquillity,
poesaics,
stone,
timepiece
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A weather-aged timepiece
Settled upon my eye's periphery.
Leaves dressed in ceremony
Sounded the night with attitude
Beneath a hallowed moon.
Curiosity stepped me closer,
Closer still,
To the front porch
Where I saw a large, engraved stone.
Wearing cold night air
On chill bumped arms
I wrapped myself in Halloween fear.
My trembled hand
Approached the red-eyed
Jack-o-lantern until
It rested upon the upraised lid.
Three crows surged
With flight and stalling stare
Into afterlife's oblivion.
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1 comment:
paisley said...
excellent,, and refreshing i must say after all of the death i have been reliving here tonight.....
an excellent halloween tribute,, and a beautiful piece as well...
Friday, October 26, 2007
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Anonymous Christine said...
A great treat for Halloween- spooky crows and Jack-o-lanterns. I felt like I was walking in the narrator's steps. A delightful poem.
Friday, October 26, 2007
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Blogger actonbell said...
...afterlife's oblivion! This is perfectly spooky,a wonderful Halloween poem.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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Blogger TC said...
I wrapped myself in Halloween fear.
LOVE that line. So perfect. It's one of the best things about Halloween!
Monday, October 29, 2007
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Blogger tumblewords said...
I have a sweet treat for you at my site! Happy Halloween!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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Blogger Jo said...
Oh I loved this......very well done, you! Glad I stopped by today!
Looking forward to your next five.
July 4, 2008 at 11:43 AM
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