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mardi, mars 13, 2018

VIBRATIONS...

Vibrations

The rumble of thunder's mighty clash
when torrential rain on tin roof dash
bring fearful vibrations to midnight skies
while muffled sounds reverberate on high
Hellish oscillations interrupt my sleep
they leave me to languish in ruptured dreams
Unable to close my sleep heavy lids
I am transfixed by heavens lighting filled
Soon, images of phantoms loom
like dark flowers in misty bloom
shadows creep as electric bolts strike
blue specters materialize in their light
Now frozen with fright, unable to stir
my soul is soaked with this fearful venture
windblown curtains in ghostly whiteness billow
as strange shapes lurk beneath my window
brisk air currents rattle my bedroom door
and quivering oscillations creak the hardwood floor
every sound crafted by lifeless objects
linger and cling like an evil breath
The dawn is miles from midnight
'Tis a long wait for the morning light
the departed in silence fill the room
their invisible quivering motion there strewn
saturates the coal darkness of the air
in my room, now overflowing with fear
Unseen vibrations haunt the midnight world
as gushing life-blood in my memory unfurls
ghostly dreams are carried by mournful winds
that still resides in the ether and forever swims
within the vibrations of all things
forever a part of our Universal ball of strings
 





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