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Array ( [sid] => 33056 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Rise To Haunt Her Again [time] => 2004-01-28 23:35:52 [hometext] => Many thanks to Kie for giving ideas and being a general soundboard for this one. I don't know; I rather like it, to be honest. [bodytext] => she sits in the armchair
near a frost-speckled window
steamed from her erratic, shallow breath
involuntarily, she thinks,
and the ghosts of innocence lost,
trust betrayed,
and nobility forgotten,
rise to haunt her again.

with brutal force,
she thrusts her mind away
and rubs furiously
at reddened eyes that dare not cry
and the ghosts of belief gone,
hope dashed,
and forgiveness ungiven,
rise to haunt her again.

slowly then swift
the tears trickle down
like so many melted snowflakes
so many clear drops of blood
and the ghosts of love unrequited,
confession scorned,
and cruelty unrevenged,
rise
--oh, how they rise!--
to haunt her again. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 22 [informant] => ShadowDaughter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

Rise To Haunt Her Again

Contributed by ShadowDaughter on Wednesday, 28th January 2004 @ 11:35:52 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

she sits in the armchair
near a frost-speckled window
steamed from her erratic, shallow breath
involuntarily, she thinks,
and the ghosts of innocence lost,
trust betrayed,
and nobility forgotten,
rise to haunt her again.

with brutal force,
she thrusts her mind away
and rubs furiously
at reddened eyes that dare not cry
and the ghosts of belief gone,
hope dashed,
and forgiveness ungiven,
rise to haunt her again.

slowly then swift
the tears trickle down
like so many melted snowflakes
so many clear drops of blood
and the ghosts of love unrequited,
confession scorned,
and cruelty unrevenged,
rise
--oh, how they rise!--
to haunt her again.

Copyright © ShadowDaughter ... [ 2004-01-28 23:35:52]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Wednesday, 28th January 2004 @ 11:41:31 PM AEST
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I only listened I didn't give you any ideas on this one. It is a MASTERPIECE. You made me cry when I read this-

"slowly then swift
the tears trickle down
like so many melted snowflakes
so many clear drops of blood
and the ghosts of love unrequited,"

You really touched me with this write and made the tears come alive.
Kie

Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 12:13:34 AM AEST
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your poetry is a pleasure to read, warming the soul, gentle images for the mind to comprehend, and touching to the heart, never quit writing! hugs n' love nessa

Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Vitreous_Soul on Thursday, 29th January 2004 @ 07:40:22 AM AEST
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When I read poetry this great, I feel like burning everything i've ever written and realizing that i'll never be this good.

Right off, the title caught me. Your descriptions were astoundingly vivid, and you captured the perfect mix of darkness and sadness. A true achievement.

Truly,
-Dan

Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Cobalt on Monday, 8th March 2004 @ 11:56:22 PM AEST
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Very nice write. Sad but darn good.

Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Soulless on Friday, 26th March 2004 @ 10:58:13 PM AEST
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Hauntingly beautiful write.
I love how the words spill out like honey. Keep up the good work!

kisses,
~Soulless~

Re: Rise To Haunt Her Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Sunday, 16th May 2004 @ 10:14:38 PM AEST
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I like this one too Nora. It's wonderful. It was a great read and write. *S* Cynthia

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