David Whalen

Rookie - 98 Points (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

A Dickensian Darkness



Light chased and scattered
In a mirror shattered…
Ink on a bleak blotter
An ebon Rorschach stain…
Dark chocolate color
Of old weathered copper
And shutters turned tight
‘gainst the night and the rain…

Ghosts rising, shining
From black, mist dusted pavement
Muffled echoes murmur…
Cries, sadly seeking replies…
From those startled spectres
From shadows into life…
That in turn offer answers
In the darkest of lies

Soon the soft brush
Of lush branches
‘gainst my windowpanes
Will become skeletal scratching
Demands…cold, dark and drear
and stained with strife
unrestrained

Could as well have been…
And very likely was, in truth
But an archaic dream
In the candlelit gloom
A Dickensian darkness
dank, dark and heartless
Such was, the velvet shroud
…It seemed…



Submitted: Friday, December 07, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 08, 2012

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  • Veteran Poet - 3,995 Points Bri Edwards (12/26/2012 6:23:00 PM)

    not sure about this. liked it. didn't love it. DID like the pattern made by lines like a Rorschach stain perhaps?
    feel free to add a bit of explanation in poet notes area for we who do not believe they understand. OR leave us in mystery. your choice. bri thanks for sharing. let me look further at your offerings. (Report) Reply

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