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Linda Duncan Jan 2015
Clothed in dark
Demented souls can hide;
Made known only
By the fire in their eyes.

The pits of hell go
Where ever they go;
Always looking for
The unsuspecting soul.

Where evil lingers
Might be a door;
Beware of who
You open it for.
Linda Duncan Jan 2015
I could see the shadows dancing round
Ominous and dark
And the silent fluttering of sounds
Inside I felt the mark.
The scar of fright was upon me
I began to see invisible things
Frightful things in the shadows
And the morbid wind began to sing
A sad and lonesome sound
It called out in the night
And the echo that replied
Filled my soul with fright.
The wind began to howl and scream
As it moved about with force;
And for the terrors that it brought
It carried no remorse.
Ripping, crashing, thunderbolts
Smashing things about;
Clinging to the walls I cried,
No one could hear my shout.
When it all was over
And the winds begun to cease,
With the death and devastation
Came an eerie, silent peace.
The winds had crashed their boundaries
Rebelling across the sky;
And the clouds had hopped aboard
Eager for the chance to fly
And through the twisting, turning funnels
They found they had the power;
To bring human kind down to its knees
To watch us as we cowered.
That eerie peace, like a gloating smile
Looked on at what they’d done;
Now let them say that they are gods,
Laughed out the mighty sun.
Linda Duncan Jan 2015
True evil lurks
We may see what it does;
But it spans the gap
Of what is and what was.

Innocient illusions
Will lure to its web;
And before you’re aware
You’ll be chained to its bed.

Unseen are the demons
You’ll find behind smiles;
Beware of mine
Then a woman’s wiles.

Angers that flare
Pull down walls of trust;
And a desperate soul
Will do what it must.

Only one salvation
Will ever be true;
And it’s lingering there
It’s calling to you.

Beware my friend
Which voice do you hear;
One bathed in hope,
Or one clothed in fear?
Linda Duncan Jan 2015
Black as pitch
And clothed in the night
Hypnotic eyes
Such an eerie sight.

Did I really see
Is there something there?
My eyes can’t find it
But my spirit’s aware.

Running this way and that
I stumble and fall,
I hear it’s approaching
It sounds out it’s call.

I must find safety
It’s closer I fear;
Only the eyes
Let me know that it’s near.

The black wolf is beauty
But its’ danger belies
The souls that it’s captured;
They sound out their cries.

I race toward the light
That shines in the dim;
Where I thought might be safety
Instead, I find him.

Tall, dark, and handsome
Such beauty outside;
But safety alarms me
For the eyes cannot hide.

I look for a moment
In the eyes of a man
Nd suddenly before me
The black wolf stands.

Trapped in his den
I search for escape;
Do I surrender
Or be devoured by hate.

The wolf will take my life
I know;
But if I surrender to the man
He’ll take my soul.
  Jan 2015 Linda Duncan
Amber Bowen
My hands wander a smooth cold wall
Knowing that it’s more than merely tall
Muffled emotions illuminate the air
Even when no one is there
But I’ve always been here
You just haven’t felt me near
So, I’ll meet you on the other side
Where there’ll be nothing left to hide
Because I refuse to leave
No matter what you care to believe
Stop trying to hide the longing in your eyes,
You’ve been noticed,
There’s nowhere to hide now.
  Jan 2015 Linda Duncan
Tiberias Paulk
Twist in remorse but dont endorse change
kiss all my sores then make more of the same
smile at my face then replace all your teeth
guile's not your strength I see fangs underneath
shout with your voice make a choice to conceal
out are the words but unheard is what you feel
the one, together forever we've made what we are
the sun's my attention not to mention...it's only a star
Linda Duncan Jan 2015
I fell like I’m being
Spied on or stalked
Maybe I’m being laughed at
Or mocked.
I feel like someone’s
Playing with my mind
It’s like fear and excitement
Both combined.
Suddenly afraid:
Paranoid
I felt like I was in the middle
Of a deep dark void.
Constantly searching
For the unknown force
And still unable
To find the source.
Nerves are shattered
Imagination runs wild;
Jumping to conclusions
Like a little child.
For a logical explanation
I’m racking my brain.
I feel like I’m dreaming
Or going insane.
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