Saturday, October 2, 2010

Dredging Up Abstract Morbidity

So I found this very old, somewhat ominous gem while traipsing lazily through my poetic past...and I just had to share it. It's from my creative writing class my sophomore year, & I believe the assignment was to use the refrain "You'll get cold"...I kinda like the morbid, yet vague approach I took for that. Haha.

Twilight

The light will set
Across the water
Behind the waves
Beyond the ocean

And that horizon
Will then grow darker
And fill the earth
With shades of gray

The stars will appear
As the sun falls away
Elongated shadows
And purple hues

You’ll get cold
As the darkness reaches you
You’ll get cold
As it touches your skin
You’ll get cold
When the light, it leaves you
And you’re left by yourself again.

The light will leave
And watch you stumble
It won’t return
Pale and grasping air

The hope postponed
Your heart unfeeling
Selfish, closed
Your mind unclean

The bright sparkle
Will then extinguish
Behind your eyes
Now lightless, consumed.