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A Silent Dark Void
Lets, collaborate a poem she asked and he said yes, lets do it and the result is what is written below- Suddenly, my world was a silent dark void of nothingness, and I wandered aimlessly lost and frightened; then, through the silence came the beating of a drum, so, I followed the sound into the corridors of my mind; that labyrinth and saw my life story play out. Soon, I was running the twisted passages weeping, and there was silence again, and I was in a misty place of stone; for a moment, the mist lifted and I saw my name deep engraved. I screamed and screamed and began to run lost, my hair full of shadows and then the beating drum began . . . A man with piercing blue eyes, blue like the sea was talking; 'do not be afraid, my dear, open your eyes and I did- She opened her eyes and I smiled with relief; I'd lost too many patients already that day, 'not another, Lord, please' no, this young one would live; she is strong and had left the shadow world with it's torturous labyrinth; the beating of Death's drum wasn't as powerful as her will to live . . . Again, I recalled my own brush with oblivion, said the surgeon with the piercing blue eyes, blue like the sea; and a doctor had told me, to open my eyes- ____________________________ July 27, 2017 Poetry/Verse/Collaboration/A Silent Dark Void Copyright Protected, ID 17-9572-11-0 All Rights Reserved. Broken Wings and Jack Horne
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