One Sabbatical Sunday..
Meandering in the park
Reaching rubbles of clock tower
I seat myself on its steps
Cold January evening, unusually cold
Robbing me of my heat
I care less, as chill enters, uninvited
I watch thoughts linger around
Everywhere in the park
In all dark corners
Carefully picking
Those that belong to me
I knit them to a kirtle
Watching the Sun go down
The vermillion sky
And the crawling infant darkness
I continue in my muse
Under full phosphorescent moon
Park brims up
With swarm of flies
Under the strobe light
of luminous poles
I fumble on thoughts still
Each by each
With every breath
Am not the same now
with blood churning out cold
Hairs raise on the back and
ears alongside the head
revealing beast in, beast out
Masquerading along the dusk
Acting human, near a half frozen tarn..
howling
the call of the therian
13 comments:
Excellent. Reminds me of here in Chicago. It was 55 yesterday. And snowing today.
It robbed me of my heat haha. I was howling for sure.
Love it.
wow!!!!!!!!!!!!
amazing...loved the description...and the passion expressed...:)
Damn! This is so neat, V! :)
Nice one vnodh! However an unexpected ending! the one u devoid me off...nevertheless this is brilliant...and so are imgs...wondering wot the scars doing there
Demi Tried speaking of hidden lives, thats why chill down the spine. Pic certainly did not do much justice, shud've asked my bro to do a decent one for me..umm not content with the scary blue wolf..
Shyloh Except for the transformation, which *thank god* is fictional, the imagery is real.. :) glad u liked it
Lady :) *bows*
T_E_H_L Thanks much, am jus getting attempting to decent one :)
Athena Am still stupefied by ways you'd write, esp the 55er rocks.. Gud to have you around :)
Bendath :-D sory for that twist, wasnt quite content with the first scribble.. explanations sent to you..thanks you liked this as well *hug*
I got scared seeing that picture!! what are u upto, man? hehehe...
Nice mix of words there...
oh dear...uve succeeded in scaring moi :(
The most dangerous humans are those out of touch with the beast within, for it's always there. Better to let it out for a walk, now and then, than to have a feral beast sneaking around in stealth.
Man tht was creative but somewhat unnerving!
Though keep those creative juices flowing!
Cheers!
That did not go where I thought it would. Very good.
Vidya Thanks much
CA No kidding :)
Twisted Noggin Absolutely true.. thanks for dropping by :)
R_O_L Hmm yea for a "CHANGE" :). Thanks much
Pecos Blue It was written very normaly with a predictable climax and was changed to suite my sudden mood change :).Thanks much
Very good poem... creative, good flow...
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