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Array ( [sid] => 102788 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Evening Chill [time] => 2005-08-05 21:58:44 [hometext] => somewhat creepy [bodytext] => From the early evening chill
Of this Autumn wind
I feel a presence,
Drifting amidst the trees,
Darting behind a column
A car, a flickering lamp,
Pacing this quickly
Emptying montage of
Darkness vehicle concrete.
The night is cold,
But the pricks and
Slices against my nerves
Scream
Metal scraping metal,
Nail on chalkboard,
Against my danger ears,
Not just on skin growing
Numb.
I investigate timidly
The creeping absence of light
Blowing in with sunset,
Half deciding to ignore
This violation upon my environment
And drive my merry way.
But I feel a laugh
Vibrate sharply along
My aching trembling spine.
Spinning glancing hoping...
But no one "there".
My nostrils flare as if
By some olfaction
I could detect what
Sight and Sensation
Have left in secrecy.
A moment more
And a true breeze gifts
A frozen warmth which is
Much desired in its physicality.
The presence is gone
But the message is not...
And while trepidation is victorious,
A part of me smiles,
Eager,
For I know He is finally
Coming.... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Brandyx7 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Evening Chill

Contributed by Brandyx7 on Friday, 5th August 2005 @ 09:58:44 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



From the early evening chill
Of this Autumn wind
I feel a presence,
Drifting amidst the trees,
Darting behind a column
A car, a flickering lamp,
Pacing this quickly
Emptying montage of
Darkness vehicle concrete.
The night is cold,
But the pricks and
Slices against my nerves
Scream
Metal scraping metal,
Nail on chalkboard,
Against my danger ears,
Not just on skin growing
Numb.
I investigate timidly
The creeping absence of light
Blowing in with sunset,
Half deciding to ignore
This violation upon my environment
And drive my merry way.
But I feel a laugh
Vibrate sharply along
My aching trembling spine.
Spinning glancing hoping...
But no one "there".
My nostrils flare as if
By some olfaction
I could detect what
Sight and Sensation
Have left in secrecy.
A moment more
And a true breeze gifts
A frozen warmth which is
Much desired in its physicality.
The presence is gone
But the message is not...
And while trepidation is victorious,
A part of me smiles,
Eager,
For I know He is finally
Coming....




Copyright © Brandyx7 ... [ 2005-08-05 21:58:44]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Evening Chill (User Rating: 1 )
by bernard2 on Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 05:08:48 AM AEST
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Good strong poem. I hope he come very soon bernard2


Re: Evening Chill (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 6th August 2005 @ 01:05:08 PM AEST
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Good poem, strong, felt every word deep in my heart. Hope he is right for you. SLipSiX.


Re: Evening Chill (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 01:31:38 AM AEST
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your writting is of emence variety and such
vividness not 2 mention your many styles of
presentation . . .

Ben


Re: Evening Chill (User Rating: 1 )
by LickaLolipop on Sunday, 7th August 2005 @ 02:18:30 AM AEST
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That is kinda creepy.
It gave me goosebumps,
I really liked it though,
You have a very unique style of writing -
Good job :)

- Sarah




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