Tuesday, December 6, 2011

'round and 'round


'round and 'round

'round and 'round the tumbled page,
all broken glass and subtle rage,
in throughout the night begins,
the plot unfolds, my thickened skin,

the peace I seek, in dark of night,
endless woods with moonlit bright,
I dreamt a path I could not go,
I woke to find the answers though,

most things you find behind the veil,
the sins and monsters hiding there,
leave the brightest cheek turned pale,
a ghost to haunt the shadowed trail.

8 comments:

  1. Beautiful. It's weird, but I felt like I was turning around in a dream when I read it.

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  2. Tingling my rhyming senses, great pacing and wordplay. So true monsters often lurk behind the veil.

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  3. ah haunting words...i usually retreat to the woods to find peace, but here i find monsters...smiles...

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  4. Excellent use of rhyme--a very appropriate old-timey ballad feel to this, yet still with sharp edges.

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  5. Nice rhyming post... I do like the pace of the chilling shadow rounding the page~

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  6. dark and creepy imagery there.
    well done.

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  7. You've a great start on a profound experience. Those ghosts that haunt, I'd lije to hear more about them, please.

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