It’s after midnight. You find yourself in an eerie yet, magical swamp. You hear whispering and see flashes of light…what happens?
Out of the dark
Out of the night
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Goodnight on Fairie Swamp Garden
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White orbs of light
Magical and mysterious
A glorious sight
The hour is bewitched
It had just began
For time stopped
Past midnight at 12:01
The fog hovered
Barely off the ground
The voices of the swamp
Was the only sound
The stories told
Of ghosts who dwell
In legends of old
Passed down in song
For without a verse
The past is forgotten
To be forever cursed
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(The writing is for the image & text prompt above Time & Place Scenario for Free Write Friday using what is called stream of consciousness writing, no editing, no proofing just writing! Please check out Kellie Elmore's blog for more information on Free Write Friday's, twitter hashtag #FWF and join the fun! Just write!) |
The voices sing
Casting out lights
Love is what they bring
For without a prayer
The depths will drown
Rise above the fears
The lights float
Singing sweet songs
Of joy and love
We all belong
Not fearing the dark
The black is broken
By God's bright sparks
6 comments:
I love it Mark! You are so awesome!
Mark, this is a great piece! Love the rhyme (which I SO cannot do) :) At first I started thinking about the ghost stories down in the swamps of Louisiana. Then your ending reveals something more amazing!
Thank you! ♥
Thanks Ladies!
This is just wonderful. Love it. Thank you so much for stopping by mine.
Very detailed and creative with the environment. I can almost feel the emotion permeate the air.
Excellent work!
Thank you so much!
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