Sunday, October 31, 2010

Monday Potluck ~ Twelve strokes past midnight





























It drifts through the dark, a chill
wisp of mist on cold night air,
a dark contrivance wreathing

Silhouetted against shuttered
window panes; stealthily pale, a
shadow under a wire strung moon

Passed locked doors, searching;
seeking entry through cracks and
flaws:

a memory, feigning innocence.

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I'm guessing everyone has been out trick-or-treating and now you're all full to the brim with your booty. Don't forget to brush your fangs...ooooops, teeth, I mean teeth.  Have a wonderful Monday and week ya'll. :))

Love,

Eaton

11 comments:

  1. Enjoyable read, Eaton! Happy Halloween!

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  2. Seeking entry through crackes.. Liked this one so much Eaton. Perfect Hallow's Eve ...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
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  3. Passed locked doors, searching;
    seeking entry through cracks and
    flaws:..


    super creepy writing...
    although you don't celebrate, but you have created one that is perfect for Halloween.

    300 cheers.
    keep rocking.
    Happy November,

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  4. Love the idea of something seeking entry - really scary.

    http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2010/11/01/halloween-fright/

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  5. Your comment on my blog wasn't lost, just expecting moderation! Thanks for it was such a lovely one!

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  6. Please help giving (belated) birthday wishes to 3 or 4 fellow poets:

    http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/happy-birthday-eric-dom/

    Thanks a lot for the support.
    Happy November!
    Your presence adds light to our space, keep shining!
    xxx

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  7. You gave me a few chills with this one, Eaton!! Dark and smooth! Like melted chocolate! Something I can slurp over!!
    Relished reading it... mmmm
    ;-)

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  8. welcome linking in a poem to our potluck today, Thanks in advance!

    http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/11/poetry-potluck-buildings-landmarks-and.html

    an award will be given upon participation this week.

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  9. Sweet poem on a day of sweet eats. Apprecite the chuckle at the end of the post. In fact I like the way you do that on each of your. Nice!

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