Into the Dark

Into the Dark

A Poem by RFDIII
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Murder and Intrigue

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Honed cleaver embeds charred pot-roast, laid deep into the bone,
Of which rests ‘pon distant table, in a long ‘n lofted home.
Tinted glass panes form their arching, whilst stark woodwind chimes ring out,
And if you listened through the thunder you could hear his final shout.

Curtains line the halls, dyed until a darkened crimson.
Candles light the walls, casting shade aghast the grim one.
And a pool of blood lays still, sticky sweet like lemonade,
the trail of which leads out, through imperial colonnade. 

The stairs were little effort, leaving falls of blood behind
though the bumping broken skull, beat within eclectic time.
And though the void was ever silent, it seemed as if to me
that the quiescence of the night, formed a tragic symphony.

I drug him to the back and dug him up a shallow grave.
One foot, two foot, three foot, four - Into the dark, my knave.
To think if tempest never came, if clouds never came to pass;
He’d still be gnawing well-done flesh, and now he lays, lambaste.

© 2012 RFDIII


Author's Note

RFDIII
I decided to twist aghast to my own purposes, to which my intent was, Horribly against.

Please enjoy!

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The part of me that isn't afraid that you might murder me found this to be really a good read. I tend to avoid the poetry pieces, but this was definitely worth a look.

"And though the void was ever silent, it seemed as if to me
that the quiescence of the night, formed a tragic symphony."

golden.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I love this one too! (It has quickly become apparent that I really prefer rhyming poetry). The only constructive criticism I would have is very minor things about word choice and rhythm (for instance, I would have left out "of" and just made the second line "Which rests 'pon…" since it'd make more sense and sound a little better), but really nothing else sticks out as an obvious flaw. I absolutely love the last two stanzas…great rhythm, great rhyming, excellent word choice and tone, the use of the word "flesh" really adds to the creepiness of the whole piece and the ending…I just think those two stanzas are superb.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Awesome word choice...nicely done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


The part of me that isn't afraid that you might murder me found this to be really a good read. I tend to avoid the poetry pieces, but this was definitely worth a look.

"And though the void was ever silent, it seemed as if to me
that the quiescence of the night, formed a tragic symphony."

golden.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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