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Offline theMerlin

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The Call
« on: January 21, 2008, 09:21 PM »
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I scare myself
as I look down.
The toes of my boots
curl over the cold stones.
Looking out on
life far below.

Quick the cold breeze
that blows my hair.
Soft the swaying
of my limp body.
Awaiting the darkness
that calls to me.
It calls to me
from below.


©  tM  2008
Chomh sean leis an cheo agus níos sine faoi dhó.

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Re: The Call
« Reply #1 on: January 22, 2008, 05:45 AM »
Oh, wow. This is so good.  I like your "standing on the precipice." I could almost feel the stones beneath my feet and the wind in my hair.

Offline WordFaery

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Re: The Call
« Reply #2 on: January 22, 2008, 06:57 PM »
You scare me
when you look down
to the flagstones
far below.

A stiff breeze
an errant sneeze
might uncurl
your toes.



Well writ Olde One.
"Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame."      W.B. Yeats



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Offline Rach

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Re: The Call
« Reply #3 on: January 22, 2008, 07:58 PM »
Nice write.

Offline theMerlin

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Re: The Call
« Reply #4 on: January 23, 2008, 08:48 AM »
Staring down,
I hear a sneeze
waft upward
on the breeze.

My toes uncurl
and cape deploy
as breezes swirl
and flight employ.
Chomh sean leis an cheo agus níos sine faoi dhó.

Offline ShadowSorcerer

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Re: The Call
« Reply #5 on: January 23, 2008, 08:52 AM »
I'm new to this site but I like this work alot.  I will be watching for more from you Merlin.
"So clever, whatever, I'm done with these endeavors.
Alone I walk the winding way.It's over, no longer, I feel it growing stronger.
I'll live to die another day, until I fade away."

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Re: The Call
« Reply #6 on: January 23, 2008, 07:09 PM »
More from me
they want to see.

The pain I feel
cannot reveal.

Darkness hails
olde one quails.

Dont' be sad
please be glad.

When Merlin's gone
the pain is done.

Then happy be
this grand family.




Chomh sean leis an cheo agus níos sine faoi dhó.

Offline prof

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Re: The Call
« Reply #7 on: January 23, 2008, 11:21 PM »
Hark upon the gallows and wonder what last thoughts might issue from the mind as our necks are stretched to new limits.   Nice one Mer.
You come on like a bloodstained hurricane
Leave me alone, let me be this time
You carry on like a holy man pushing redemption
I don't want to mention, the reason I know

- Disturbed

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Re: The Call
« Reply #8 on: January 25, 2008, 06:28 AM »
I've not be around much but come to seek a few reads... and of course, always
enjoy one written by your pen, Merlin.

Cherri
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Re: The Call
« Reply #9 on: January 25, 2008, 01:03 PM »
wonderful,the darkness awaits us all, the relief to shed this mortal shell and be free
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul
William Henley

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Re: The Call
« Reply #10 on: January 25, 2008, 08:03 PM »
soon, a cara, my shell will shed, soon.
Chomh sean leis an cheo agus níos sine faoi dhó.

Offline Azn1poet

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Re: The Call
« Reply #11 on: January 26, 2008, 02:22 PM »
If only I didnt have acrophobia...smile...it makes me think of my dreams of falling. Kewl read.

Azn1poet...Steve

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Re: The Call
« Reply #12 on: January 26, 2008, 06:10 PM »
To look
out over long distance
and feel the world
as is.

To feel it look
back with warmth
and acceptance
as is.

That is
to know no fear.
Chomh sean leis an cheo agus níos sine faoi dhó.

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Re: The Call
« Reply #13 on: January 26, 2008, 10:53 PM »
Your pen flows with mystical charm and dare...well writ, the merlin, great piece. bravo!

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