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Running into illumination Casts midnight upon the sacred ground Yet running into the midnight place Sit their vigil, the shadows cannot “Roblet!” She screams End the vampirarchy of reality So that sense be made of the shadow reign And at our desperation of sanity only Let running into illumination Cast no midnight on the floor And running into that midnight place Cause shadows to sit their vigil there
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Jul 28, 2011
Jul 28, 2011 at 5:37 AM UTC
Mystery of Shadows
Running into illumination Casts midnight upon the sacred ground Yet running into the midnight place Sit their vigil, the shadows cannot “Roblet!” She screams End the vampirarchy of reality So that sense be made of the shadow reign And at our desperation of sanity only Let running into illumination Cast no midnight on the floor And running into that midnight place Cause shadows to sit their vigil there
NOTE: I have recently wondered about any metaphoric or deeper meaning behind the simple fact that shadows cannot be cast in the dark. (other than the obvious, of course) Also, I used two words that have been dropped from the English language. Roblet v. to lead a stray Vampirarchy n. a group or leaders or leadership with qualities of a vampire For more interesting words dropped from our language, visit savethewords.org. Let me tell you, it's great for poetic inspiration!
kiri-nells
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Jul 28, 2011
Jul 28, 2011 at 5:37 AM UTC
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