Evil Mystic Water Well

Evil Mystic Water Well

A Poem by Earl Schumacker
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Shiny things and gambling

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Evil Mystic Water Well


What wells up inside

Down the dark hole coins are tossed for luck

Barriers, born on fear are near at hand


Islanders surface from the past for gambling

Dice people from Taiwan markets dig deep

Mystic water lay five hundred feet below

From here that would make it closer to New York

Under pools dark path

Below, most deep and damp


Moisture lays behind well walls

There are no floors about the water barrier

So players must throw twice

No where near here or where they need to be

13 is the only number rolled 13 times

Which makes them times themselves


Solids form an interior circle of wet cement

From magic forces causing concrete blocks

Without the help of people gathering to stop

Who could stop a concrete block


To the evil power that remains in love with pain

Imposing on the child to fall down the open well

Water understands nothing, has no name, feels cold

Drinks in the love of God, remains inside the quiet

Flourishes with raw power deep in the nether world

When not being poisoned

Evil imposes on the child to draw near the shiny coin

That name is mystic water one and the same still on


© 2017 Earl Schumacker


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Added on April 14, 2017
Last Updated on April 14, 2017
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Earl Schumacker
Earl Schumacker

Atlantic City, NJ



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B.A. Degree in Literature and Language. I enjoy writing short stories, poetry, novels and keeping up with new scientific discoveries. I enjoy philosophy and Art appreciation. more..

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