An orchestra of raspy wings
almost covers the faint scrape
of paws padding nearby.
Why bother opening eyes
in the primeval dark?
(A Fraiku with two bonus lines to make it a Franka, maybe.)
An orchestra of raspy wings
almost covers the faint scrape
of paws padding nearby.
Why bother opening eyes
in the primeval dark?
(A Fraiku with two bonus lines to make it a Franka, maybe.)
Yes, still lovely!
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Thanks!
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I will open my eye as long as I have a beloved to hold onto.
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You’ve got a braver eye than I.
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Spooky? But Sans grave?
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I was hoping to tap into that visceral fear of the dark.
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Grave of our choice then. I’ll take the headless horseman’s grave. What could be more poetic?
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The headless horseman? I’m sure you could write a more poetic grave than his.
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I’m going to send this to Jackie Morris…. https://twitter.com/JackieMorrisArt?ref_src=twsrc%5Egoogle%7Ctwcamp%5Eserp%7Ctwgr%5Eauthor
…and Robert MacFarlane (you can connect to Mr Mac’s Twitter via Jackie’s ) as they will appreciate it.
How you produce such a strong effect with so few words will always be a mystery to me.
I don’t get the idea of it being spooky? To me, it’s what you name it – night sounds – and you catch them perfectly.
I think it’s wonder-full and full of life and the night and ….critters.
In ‘Dune’ Frank Herbert writes that fear is a mind killer – and it is……it takes away your reasoning.
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.” – Frank Herbert, Dune
And here’s my tuppenceworth…….
Ghosts!
You don’t know what you’re talking about.
Just because we’re not in bodies,
Doesn’t mean we’re DEAD you know;
We’re still part of LIFE.
You’re the shadow,
We’re the substance.
Spirit isn’t in the body,
The body moves in spirit.
Ghosts, indeed!
Bernie Bell
When there’s a noise in the night – it’s always best to look – then you can sleep peacefully.
You’re right though – it does harken back to a fear of the critters in the dark that might eat you.
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I tend to think of “spooky” as having an aspect of fear as well as an aspect of strange but maybe I’m wrong. Maybe one can feel spooky without fear. That might be an interesting poem…
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Re. fear….see here…. http://www.spanglefish.com/berniesblog/blog.asp?msg=Entry%20Added
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On Being Spooked
“You knew where to find that –
That’s spooky” she said
“No, it’s just how it is.” I said
“But it is spooky” she said
“No, it just happens – part of LIFE
How is it spooky?
What’s to be afraid of?
The un-known?” I said
Do we fear the unknown?
Or do we wonder at it?
‘Spooks’ aren’t spooky
They’re just people
What they do can seem spooky
Until we ask them why –
Same as anyone.
BB
Not sure if that counts as a poem, Bart.
https://theorkneynews.scot/2020/04/07/the-orkney-housewives-farmhouse-broth/
https://theorkneynews.scot/2020/04/21/an-extra-ordinary-orkney-holiday-part-two/
https://theorkneynews.scot/2020/05/01/an-extra-ordinary-orkney-holiday-part-three/
https://theorkneynews.scot/2020/05/16/an-extra-ordinary-orkney-holiday-part-four/
I’ll stop now!
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That definitely counts as a poem!
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If I close my eyes, I can be there. :)
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Excellent. Keep those eyes closed so the monster doesn’t get you!
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lol Wait, there’s monsters?!?!
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Of course not. There’s no such thing as monsters, right?
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Well, there are but I didn’t think they were in your poem! ;)
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You never know where the monsters might appear.
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:)
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