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Ghosts Children's voices from a nearby school have softened and slowly faded away... the streets are cleared: no more school buses, all gone for the day... people, stray dogs and cats are free, roaming the streets, having fun in the fading light, even as the dark spreads... faster, and wider... evening quickly creeps upon us, the dark descends lazily on our weary minds and bodies... it roosts on our self-confidence, too long at times...filling spaces between moments of fresh air and deep sighs... sending in unwanted thoughts things we would rather not remember... but--- dismal light from a lamppost sneaks in through the windows, and creates shadows that sway and dance on the wall... dormant figures gain consciousness, dragons unconquered start to waken... out in the dark they emerge: blag!  blag!  .blag!   heavy footfalls bringing tremors, breathing out red flames, and start spreading terror... in the midst of a spacious arena is where we find ourselves... vulnerable, stripped of our courage, hiding.....from these blinding, fiery and scary scenes... from earthbound ghosts of a dark past that cower over us... it is true, darkness fades with every morning, it is also true, ghosts come visit every once in a dark evening... tonight is dark and quiet, out here in the cold and pitch black darkness, i know they would come, i could feel this weird coldness, from a weird ghost of the past... night of all nights! i must not fall... i am not alone in the dark! i am not alone in the dark... i am not... for warm is your one hand, now under my elbow, the other, lightly resting on my shoulder... you came, my dearest. oh, please, let not your hands learn to hold another's warm body. may your eyes never stray from mine, may your arms never falter, may they never slide, may they never fall, may you always, a l w a y s, hold  me right never loose, never too tight just hold me firmly. Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A Bayan
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
GHOSTS
Ghosts Children's voices from a nearby school have softened and slowly faded away... the streets are cleared: no more school buses, all gone for the day... people, stray dogs and cats are free, roaming the streets, having fun in the fading light, even as the dark spreads... faster, and wider... evening quickly creeps upon us, the dark descends lazily on our weary minds and bodies... it roosts on our self-confidence, too long at times...filling spaces between moments of fresh air and deep sighs... sending in unwanted thoughts things we would rather not remember... but--- dismal light from a lamppost sneaks in through the windows, and creates shadows that sway and dance on the wall... dormant figures gain consciousness, dragons unconquered start to waken... out in the dark they emerge: blag!  blag!  .blag!   heavy footfalls bringing tremors, breathing out red flames, and start spreading terror... in the midst of a spacious arena is where we find ourselves... vulnerable, stripped of our courage, hiding.....from these blinding, fiery and scary scenes... from earthbound ghosts of a dark past that cower over us... it is true, darkness fades with every morning, it is also true, ghosts come visit every once in a dark evening... tonight is dark and quiet, out here in the cold and pitch black darkness, i know they would come, i could feel this weird coldness, from a weird ghost of the past... night of all nights! i must not fall... i am not alone in the dark! i am not alone in the dark... i am not... for warm is your one hand, now under my elbow, the other, lightly resting on my shoulder... you came, my dearest. oh, please, let not your hands learn to hold another's warm body. may your eyes never stray from mine, may your arms never falter, may they never slide, may they never fall, may you always, a l w a y s, hold  me right never loose, never too tight just hold me firmly. Sally Copyright 2014 Rosalia Rosario A Bayan
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Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
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