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    dots Submission Name: Why I Never Movedots

    Author: Colten
    ASL Info:    19/Man?lol/U of I
    Elite Ratio:    3.05 - 62/99/43
    Words: 379
    Class/Type: Story/
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    dotsWhy I Never Movedots

    I speak abroad, I talk aloud,
    Upon this soil, with winters shroud,
    I'm strolling down, this path I know,
    To a place, I need to go,
    When all of a sudden, I hear a noise,
    Quickly I stiffen, swiftly I poise.

    Up in the air, I see a sight,
    Gives me chills, spells my fright,
    For, in the sky, above my head,
    I spy a ghost, a man who's dead,
    Upon his face, he adorns a mask,
    And in his hands, he grips a flask.

    With haggard stature, he drifts,
    Flowing in wind, his clothing shifts,
    While I stand, in horrid fear,
    He begins to speak, a voice I hear,
    "Fellow man, cross not thy ground,
    To move ahead, is death you've found."

    Eyes wide open, I stare in deep,
    Into the face, a spectral weep,
    For, on his mask, I spy tears,
    They melt away, my aging years,
    For a reason, I cannot fathom,
    I think I believe, this phantom.

    With dimming silence, and simple calm,
    I wash away, my fretful qualm,
    For, his coat of rags, and skin of rot,
    Forms my quest, a bloodless clot,
    If I wish, to go on my way,
    I must reveal, the why today.

    Fellow ghost, I speak in fright,
    "Why do thou come, to knell in my sight?"
    Pausing quickly, I sigh in breath,
    I feel the force, of speaking to death,
    "Dearest comrade, I say I am scared,
    Why did thou come, warnings doth shared?"

    In tormenting time, the vision stood still,
    Then in raspy shrill, he issued his will,
    "Do not pass, beyond the true of birds,
    As mortal death approaches, thy words,
    Vile hate emanates, around thy wake,
    Of steps in rhyme, thou feet doth quake."

    Confused within, my mind I stare,
    Wanting to be home, upon a chair,
    Yet, part of me, has to stay,
    As I urge to flee, to where I lay,
    So I shall wake, within my bed,
    To run away, from dreams of dead.

    Thus I stand, frozen in stance,
    Never moving, for dreary chance,
    That livid death, was ever right,
    And my fear is true, of grizzly fright,
    So I stand forever, never going back,
    Within the unknown, of courage I lack.

    Submitted on 2006-05-15 16:43:28     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      What confused me was the numbers, do they have a purpose I am overlooking?
    | Posted on 2006-05-25 00:00:00 | by orange | [ Reply to This ]
      Colten I love the goosebumps that this poem gives me. Once again, your subject is death, big surprise, and once again it is fantastic. There were some parts that confused me, like the true of birds line, but overall I enjoyed it. They always make more sense when I can hear you read them, though.
    | Posted on 2006-05-23 00:00:00 | by jennah | [ Reply to This ]
      Into this morbid mans weep,
    This line is soo forced. its not needed but you have a format set up so my advice is think of something else to put here. My mind just stuck at this line because it seems so very forced and redundant.

    That the gaunt ghost was right,
    also this line doesnt fit in with the format. If you se tup a form you need to stick with it throughout, unless of course the line that doesnt fit the format is of extreme stunning importance. Which there seems to be nothing behind this line.

    Besides the critiques I love this poem. The reality within fantasy.
    | Posted on 2006-05-22 00:00:00 | by Leala | [ Reply to This ]

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