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Array ( [sid] => 66574 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What's that...in the night? [time] => 2004-10-08 07:52:37 [hometext] => What's there, hidden in the gloom of night? Enjoy [bodytext] => What's that...in the night?

What's that, lurking down the stairs?
Dressing in the gown of night
About which no insomniac cares
Aching for the healing light

What's that, scratching at the door?
Hiding in the cape of dark
About which none dreams no more
Striking for a soothing spark

When the sky's no longer red
When the watchdog has been fed
When your prayers have been said
This invader gets your head

When the Moon and stars collide
When your reason steps aside
When your fear takes off your pride
When I'll take you for a ride

It's a rocket to the past
All the years come back so fast
And this time I'm sure theyy'll last
Since it's you to which they're cast

It is me who tears your soul
Makes you drink out of life's bowl
Since it is my holy goal
To return you as a whole

Who's that, lurking down your stairs?
Groaning under this hard task
About whom no insomniac cares
Ready to rip off your mask

Who's that, scratching at your door?
Entering without a key
About whom none dreams no more
It's the truth that sets your free [comments] => 8 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 49 [informant] => Hurretje [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
What's that...in the night?

Contributed by Hurretje on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 07:52:37 AM in AEST
Topic: mystical



What's that...in the night?

What's that, lurking down the stairs?
Dressing in the gown of night
About which no insomniac cares
Aching for the healing light

What's that, scratching at the door?
Hiding in the cape of dark
About which none dreams no more
Striking for a soothing spark

When the sky's no longer red
When the watchdog has been fed
When your prayers have been said
This invader gets your head

When the Moon and stars collide
When your reason steps aside
When your fear takes off your pride
When I'll take you for a ride

It's a rocket to the past
All the years come back so fast
And this time I'm sure theyy'll last
Since it's you to which they're cast

It is me who tears your soul
Makes you drink out of life's bowl
Since it is my holy goal
To return you as a whole

Who's that, lurking down your stairs?
Groaning under this hard task
About whom no insomniac cares
Ready to rip off your mask

Who's that, scratching at your door?
Entering without a key
About whom none dreams no more
It's the truth that sets your free




Copyright © Hurretje ... [ 2004-10-08 07:52:37]
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Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Kindredblood_dragon on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 08:19:34 AM AEST
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Awesome poem, though still dont know who is downstairs, though sill liked the way this poem just had a natural and catchy flow.


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by thumper on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 08:49:01 AM AEST
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Wow!! I liked this. I percieve this to be one's conscience taking over. Might be wrong, but that's how I read it. Very strong and powerful write. Kudos, Hur!
Thumps ; 0)


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Stitch on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 09:50:45 AM AEST
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Dressing in the gown of night

Hiding in the cape of dark

I especially love these two lines. Nice use of words.
Stitch


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 12:50:43 PM AEST
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Hur, this was a piece of creative work. Nicely done. *S* Cynthia


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Saturday, 9th October 2004 @ 12:00:58 AM AEST
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predictable, but with a swooping flair of originality... almost sounds like, "mirror, mirror on the wall..." i like it!!

-smelly_man!


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Fionndruinne on Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 02:21:29 AM AEST
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Excellent! I love the way truth is portrayed here. You tend to write poetry that is after my own heart, Hur. I enjoy it much.

And the flow and metre of this piece was impeccable. Well done!

Andrew


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 03:25:14 AM AEST
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wow you know how to keep the interest going! this is a fantastic read.

Johnny.


Re: What's that...in the night? (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Sunday, 26th February 2006 @ 10:35:14 AM AEST
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Dear Ben,
Well, it's a good thing I'm a Dutchman too!
In this poem you took me for a scary ride with you! What spooky groo you can construe.....
Enjoyable, and yet, scares the hibby gibbys out of you!
Wonderful, just wonderful
Warm love
consue




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