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Silent Mist

(fresh ink for my friend leanne) Silent mist within the night what is this sorrow what is this sight? Ancient ruler creeping seeping into the trees slowly spreading foul disease. I am the dreaded necromancer of a woeful gloom creator and catalyst of a heinous doom. Pewter powder hellish gore my poison decimates the forest floor. I bring my shadows from the deep to imprison all within my keep to suffer an eternal insufferable sleep. (click on the picture for Angst & Anger)

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Lei Strauss

Date: 12/27/2020 5:34:00 PM

This is a well-thought dark poem. I loved this one too!

Rob Levasseur
Date: 12/28/2020 7:28:00 AM

Thank you so very much Lei!

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 12/27/2020 3:27:00 PM

The dreaded Necromancer. I had the most unusual dream a few nights ago, not prophetic, but some demon entered the dark equation. This probably means I am cursed by an incubus - they are the worst, if you find yourself, actually enjoying the whole visage. I wrote a poem titled Myst, but I am more like the character in "Synaesthesia" and I do fall in love with all my music videos and meeting the minds of other highly creative artists/musicians/writers... Dark poems are the best. I like your Mist very much. And your dark poems do draw a person further in, highly addictive.

Rob Levasseur
Date: 12/28/2020 9:21:00 AM

I so appreciate your thorough comments. I could not find your Synaesthesia poem anywhere.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 12/27/2020 3:29:00 PM

The darker the poem, the better. But never a scribble.