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In the middle of a stormy night 
I hear the raggedy tunes 
of abandonment in panicked struggle
while the autumn wind blows on in
with syncopation that danced along the sea
where memory's wheels through my mind
where shadows in the manic wind 
I can see him standing out side 
where winters memories 
brings him back to me
chilling away at my soul
his old ancient words he spoke 
are now like the rhythm of the night
Oh, how he gives me so much fright 
for my young life 
summer songs have come and gone
where he stands 
while expanding a grin of his sin
then he starts to sing his evil song
out in the pouring rain
while he stands next to the sea
like he is on a desolated place 
hunting out the night 
broken the strings of heroism
that whose my memories 
that persuade me gradually
in the autumn wind
by the  touch of dreams 
that coaxing my thoughts
while he sings off key 
I could feel his cold neglect setting in
where he always remain deep in my mind
where he can be so impassive 
while he anchoring the darkness 
wrapping his anger in the ruins of the storm
poised in his evil manner
where I stand in silence
the final and certain 
is when he had the sea and the crying wind 
harrowing the sound of angry applause coming 
from the rush of the autumn storms of memories
I never got answer what it all means 
why he haunts me in my dreams
my soul is bruised 
my heart is in a fast rhythm of pain
where his creepiness slowly moves on in.

Poetic Judy Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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