In a smoky, ceiling,
lit thorugh stainedglass,
although mostly dark,
just candlelit, echoes a
slow pipe-organs song.
Now see a line fall down
almost skeletol skinny, tall
a figure brighter than the
flame light, yet shadowed
socket eyes & shaded ribs.
A deep thunderi voice names
a second human voice agrees
sounding sure, yet also afraid
speak to the human form with
shoulderblades arching over.
Comments
shoe | August 6, 2010 - 18:10
Very atmospheric and spooky, I think you could lose a comma or two in the first verse, they stop the flow. having said that, the first verse is my favourite for the beautiful words you use.
WillSimpson | August 8, 2010 - 17:35
Is the deep thundering voice from within, I like the imagry on the last line, reminds me of someone hunched over with roserrybeads listening to God,
Kahdai | August 8, 2010 - 18:01
Thankyou both, I think it was either an alien or an angel, it called me something wierd 'yaynah'ah byarnay' or something like that