Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Here in a stark grey-weld dawn
a conspiracy of blue-black ravens
hovering in trees, mourning, keening
Sending the gruesome dead creatures
crawling back to their ancient graves
until the next up-raising
when tulle white day gives way
anew to an ebony silk night.
In the radiant morning sun
soul-less slaves stand watch
with each tick of the faceless clock
yearning for each buttery sun’s end
so they may lay their head, rest again
when once more the undead roam
seeking a pulsing supple throat
to feed their blood-starved needs
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
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Wow. Spooky poem indeed. The last three lines are truly eerie. Great job!
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Thank you Toni!
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Wow! So much vivid imagery.
And you have bought out the idea of horror by day, horror by night so well in your poem
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Thank you. I appreciate you stopping by!
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“Here in a stark grey-weld dawn a conspiracy of blue-black ravens hovering in trees, mourning, keening,” … goodness that’s one hell of an captivating opening, Linda!! I loved every word! ❤️ Thank you so much for writing to the prompt 😀
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Thank you Sanaa!
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This is the prettiest dark poem I’ve ever read. Wonderful word use.
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Thank you!
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“soul-less slaves” sounds like misery times infinity.
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Yes, no kidding. Thanks Magaly.
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A spooky poem matched with a suitably spooky image, Linda! I love the ‘conspiracy of blue-black ravens’ and the soul-less slaves ‘yearning for each buttery sun’s end’.
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Thank you so much Kim.
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One hopes that the souls are at peace, even while the body is being profaned by hunting the living.
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Yes, thank you kindly.
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Ooooh spooky! It kind of reminds me of some of those E. Poe poems! The picture really adds to it too!
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Thank you!
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I do have a fondness for dark poems. I love this one.
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Thank you Susie.
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Gruesome indeed! Well done.
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Thank you Rosemary.
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I love the grey-weld dawn.
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Thank you Kerry.
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Oooh, I’ve just finished a zombie apocalypse book- so this brings back ‘lovely’ memories!!!
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Thank you Vivian!
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