Acolyte
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The Undead
by Ross Shingledecker
6/24/04
One set of unblinking eyes
stares blankly past two molten orbs--
red-rimmed and webbed with crimson--
half-filled and filling with saline misery:
the saltysweet and flowing chrism
of this bleak and lifeless requiem
Time has passed these corpses by;
in the shadowed silent of a starless night
each eternal second marked by a single tear
There is mockery in such a death
for it was not always thus:
these eyes once sparkled with a laughing soul
those eyes once sang back with a joyful spirit
Together they danced to call forth a Spring
in which love and life would flourish.
But now it is the time of Frost
that evanescing rime
which has emptied and husked so many before
An eternal second passes
His deathmask of emotion
sees not his cold, lifeless hands
nor the cruel, fated sabre
he has just plunged into her heart
The Undead
by Ross Shingledecker
6/24/04
One set of unblinking eyes
stares blankly past two molten orbs--
red-rimmed and webbed with crimson--
half-filled and filling with saline misery:
the saltysweet and flowing chrism
of this bleak and lifeless requiem
Time has passed these corpses by;
in the shadowed silent of a starless night
each eternal second marked by a single tear
There is mockery in such a death
for it was not always thus:
these eyes once sparkled with a laughing soul
those eyes once sang back with a joyful spirit
Together they danced to call forth a Spring
in which love and life would flourish.
But now it is the time of Frost
that evanescing rime
which has emptied and husked so many before
An eternal second passes
His deathmask of emotion
sees not his cold, lifeless hands
nor the cruel, fated sabre
he has just plunged into her heart