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    dots Submission Name: Out Of The Shadowsdots
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    Author: lenotoire
    ASL Info:    32/F/Northern Michigan
    Elite Ratio:    8 - 466/177/22
    Words: 302
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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       I do alot of my writing at night when I search for sleep, but cannot find it.


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    dotsOut Of The Shadowsdots
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    As the shadows from the rising moon dance to the sound of the whispering wind, they come.
    Memories faded in the light, stake claim to my soul until all is lost to me except those left behind in a time of misspent youth.
    Visions appear as painful reminders of a childhood gone awry.
    The past continues to haunt me until all that remain is the infamy of the days for which I repent.
    In that, a face, that embodies all.
    A man who is demon to my dreams.
    For it is he who disturbs my sleep and invades my soul.
    The Phantom I cannot dispel.
    With the menacing countenance of his structure, he reminds me of the pleasure and pain of the past.
    As the memories erupt with a vengeance, I search for penance for my sins, but find none.
    He brings thoughts to mind, better forgotten, of passion and desire in excess.
    Thoughts so carnal, to be nothing but debauchery, fill me with a violent need, a need I cannot shake.
    I feel him, I see him, and yet cannot banish him.
    He remains.
    Like a tempest he engulfs me; I see no escape, for I am trapped.
    Captivated by the magic that is him and his masterful seduction of a virgin long lost.
    I am drowning, and yet he remains, for in my weakness I keep him as a part of me.
    That part of my soul that wishes to linger in the childishness he stripped away.

    Now I know, it is he who rises in the night and haunts my dreams.
    The shadows clear and it is with certainty that the torment of my soul will remain a part of that notorious figure that lurks in the abomination of my being.
    The Spectre of innocence lost.




    Submitted on 2005-05-18 07:31:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I was enraptured as I read this, even if it was the musings of sleep deprivation (that's what most of the stuff I write is too, and I think it's all trash) This however was increadibly visual in a scarry, woesome, almost erotic way.

    Feel the summary line to be "The past continues to haunt me until all that remain is the infamy of the days for which I repent." I think that this line holds true no matter who you are, or how small of transgressions you have made, but it seems like yours haunt you much more than other people's.

    I wish you the best in finding your peace. Salaam.
    | Posted on 2006-02-20 00:00:00 | by Rastine Aristat | [ Reply to This ]
      The image I get from this one is one of a young woman looking back, regretting her first sexual experience.

    "he reminds me of the pleasure and pain of the past.
    As the memories erupt with a vengeance, I search for penance for my sins, but find none.
    He brings thoughts to mind, better forgotten, of passion and desire in excess.
    Thoughts so carnal, to be nothing but debauchery, fill me with a violent need, a need I cannot shake."

    Really nice.

    (If this is a real situation, please take this as a criticism of the poem, not life ). What remains a bit unclear, is what the experience would look like to an unbiased third party. Was the guy really a loser? Are we talking someone who took advantage of our heroine some way? Underage? Rape? Drunk? Or are we instead looking at young woman that's overcondemning herself for a normal adult situation? Church influence? Parental influence? My writing critique would be to clarify that somehow. If he took advantage explain how, if it's really an internal struggle, point that out too.

    Good work
    Steve
    | Posted on 2005-05-18 00:00:00 | by Lost Sheep | [ Reply to This ]
      Mmm...this was very interesting. I liked this... 'spectre of innocence lost..' it's an intriguing theme.. paints this Death like figure who takes away childhood, and how the narrator wants him to go, but he has also become part of him...

    what I would suggest is remove the first mention of 'innocence lost' and make it so that we don't really know exactly what this spectre represents, until the end.
    anyway it was a good read, esp. written by an insomniac (trust me, Im one too)

    'Captivated by the magic that is him and his masterful seduction of a virgin long lost.'
    my favourite line. thanks for the read.
    | Posted on 2005-05-18 00:00:00 | by pennyroyal tea | [ Reply to This ]
      ok i see something that has shadow in the title and i have to check it out. i love that whispering wind part that is stunning to go with the dancing shadows it is for my own personal reason why i like that so much. the whispering wind has a special relationship to shadows. most people have no idea what it means. even i have only a sight of an ice berg tips to its meaning. i connect with the haunting images so much i have a few of my own to deal with. as far as pain and torment, i relish in some pains and torments maybe that will be my downfall. i really enjoy this line "Captivated by the magic that is him and his masterful seduction of a virgin long lost." the virgin at least for me can double even triple in meaning for one it is the bodies virginty then there is the the minds virginty and lastly i have come to find out the soul has its own virgity and sometimes doors can be open that seem like they cannot be closed again. if that is the expression here i say very honest and well done. overall a deep piece of sadness, regret, and loss. in my situation i do not feel these things maybe that is the horror of losing ones own soul forever. hope is never gone though as much as it seems that things are so messed up. i wish you the best. peace and blessings, mike
    | Posted on 2005-08-11 00:00:00 | by inspirit999 | [ Reply to This ]



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