Embracing the Night

poem loosely inspired by this prompt- "Skeleton guns are wedding bells in the attic" - Lady Gaga, Marry The Night

Skeletons rattle

clanking anthems

a tribute to all that is lost

 

Skeletons battle

with ghosts

long gone bells in the attic

 

are we

Yeah bells in the attic that's me

 

Sifting shadows dark and dank

velveted nights' allure

 

Sing to me, oh sweet Death

I'll marry you one day

 

Night has settled like ashen rain

Indian ink now stains

 

Color me black

don't send me back, Thanatos

dear lover of mine

 

Skeletons rattle

clanking anthems

a tribute to all that is lost

 

Skeletons battle

with ghosts

long gone bells in the attic

 

for me

Yeah it's wedding bells singing for me

 

Shifting gallows weave and wander

in and out of sight

 

Dance for me darling, Master Macabre 

I need you all through the night

 

Veiled in lace I await your touch

the gun is loaded I know

 

Embrace me, erase me call me your own       

Just take me, oh son of Nyx!              

Sweet Death and lover of mine

 

Skeletons rattle

 

clanking anthems

a tribute to all that is lost

 

Skeletons battle

with ghosts

long gone bells in the attic

 

are we

Yeah bells in the attic that's me

Reviews

[Tattered Teddy]

This is wonderful! I just adore the way you write. Such emotion and imagery ... and yet ... such class. All at once.

[M. Kari]

haha if only you had been the judge it lost soundly and indeed lead me to despair when I lost...as I was sure it was so excellent...but I have let go of that pain...judges cannot help but like what they do.

It makes me happy knowing my friends like it :)

[Tam Warink]

Dear M. - Such delicious and dark anguish, turning death on it's side an in a love that seems wanting to abide; ride the light into that abyss of pleasurable, tinkling, forever night. I sense that you are a mistress of the veil and write with a consequence akin to poking bare fingers into dark and dusty corners - all to the delight your readers, of course! ;-)

[M. Kari]

I do have a thing for Death personified....but mostly I embrace life with peace and calm

[Tree]

A poem fit for the season. Dark and eerie. Painful. You can feel the angst in and between these lines. Very technically sound. Well done

[M. Kari]

Thank you I value your opinion :)

[Sami Khalil]

Night has settled like ashen rain
Indian ink now stains.
A nice write.

[M. Kari]

Thank you :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.