Poem: Between 1 comment

Sunday, April 15th 2007, by Marissa A Spencer betwixt and between? we are not alone .. perhaps? Between by Marissa A Spencer In that quiet breath between midnight and dawn I awaken startled... strangely alive a haunting feeling that someone was there but not really there I am frozen, listening the silence unnatural the ticking clock sounds like breaking sticks looking around I see a frozen frame of time maybe it was a dream maybe (c) April 14, 2007

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24 Apr 2007 @ 21:22 by vaxen : byron...
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy Earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,
And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts
Were chilled into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires—and the thrones,
The palaces of crownéd kings—the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell,
Were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
And men were gathered round their blazing homes
To look once more into each other's face;  

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