My first attempt at poetry in years. It's probably terrible. ^_^ Tear apart, ya?
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The wind is suspiciously strong tonight, the rain
dancing with the charming darkness in
a sly and sinister step.
The stones which you trust with
uncertain footing are slippery, a pathway down
into the thrashing ocean below.
The branches of desperate trees slaughtered
slowly by the crushing atmosphere, while the roots
battle to stay in the ground.
Lost voices
echoing back and forth like
the hypnotizing lull of
an artist’s paintbrush.
Quickly down the scowling cliff face,
half stumbling, half falling,
eyes ablaze with
melancholy anticipation;
memories.
An embroidered handkerchief with
red thread lovingly patterned in the creases,
soaking thread.
You dart in and out of
rotting brown bushes,
brittle and dead, simply shadows
of the previous summer light.
You think of nothing, see nothing but
the sharp urgency of thunder jolts you.
The angry ocean,
its surface convulsing like
rippling dragon scales, as the beast
takes flight.
The tide sucking the beach with fangs,
an insatiable vampire , water dripping
onto the silent cemetery
of the helpless shore.
Black, swirling water
suffocates your ankles.
. Mine always come out deformed-- but this?? This was... like... (can't find the word...) amazing.
