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Extraction

Hello and welcome to my second blog. I have a new poem for you this time which was inspired by something I saw on my way home from work recently. Winter nights bring much inspiration when the SAD let's up.

 

Exctraction

 

Silver coils glisten against blackened winter night

Penetrating granite fortress walls

A juxtaposition of time and craft

Sparkling with the intensi...

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BIZARRE

 

BIZARRE

I was on my way back from my mate’s when a lad walked behind me, at a fast pace.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I was ready for whatever. I walked behind him after he cut down murder ...

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GHOST DANCERS

 

GHOST DANCERS

 

Ghost dancing through the night so haunting and so mystical,

ghosts are all around you if you know where to look.

Mysterious ghost ships sail on dark eternal seas forever and ever.

Ghostly figures prance through the dark slender trees on a Winters’

moonlit night.

Maybe one day we too will be ghosts if we die in the right way

but now we can n...

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GREY BLACK NIGHT

 

THE GREY BLACK NIGHT

 

The grey leaden sky covers the land casting a shadow over this sombre place.

Shadows leap from every tree and boulder until they seem to dance

everywhere you look.

Trees stand in stark silhouette against the sky, the wind makes them sway

and creek like skeletal limbs askew.

This is the gothic night of the beautiful colour of grey.

Gre...

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