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A Sleeping Village
by Kay Lee Kelly
copyright 02-25-2002


Age Rating: 1 to 127

 

Very late a night I was watching, An old, black and white
British mystery film. A figure of a woman lies on the
Rocky path, her hat is blowing slowly down the hill, her scarf
floats around her head, then gently softly drifts away.
A ghastly mansion, on a foggy, rock-strewn hill overlooks...

A Sleeping Village

Son speaks to his mother,
whispers harsh and shrill,
Mother?
Can she hear him, lying on the hill?

******
A mist slowly sweeps, a village asleep,
what dark secret must we keep?
Mother dear, do you sojourn, near?
It this the place that is filled with fear?

Footsteps shuffle on the dust path,
Softy, muffled, here at last.
Mother dear, are you listening near?
Is your heart filled with fear?

Dark shadow wavers, thin and tall,
Close, now to the garden wall.
Mother darling, are you watchful, dear?
Is this the place filled with fear?

Numb, deadened, muffled plea
dark secret silenced, don't you see?
Scarlet mist ~ murmur ~ breathless sigh,
Footstep fast receding ~ shadows die.

Mother darling, do you linger near?
Is this the place filled with fear?
Church bells peal, convey the call,
behold your mourners, one and all.

Mother dear, can you see them, here?
Is this the place you filled fear?

Village sleeping, tranquil here,
Was this the place filled with fear?
Mother dear, ......
Her only son. now tell me
was he the one??.......



























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03-04-2002 Peggy Bertrand    

Fantastic suspensful


03-01-2002 Sharron Tyrrell    

yikes .. set my heart to pounding here ... wonderful Kay


02-28-2002 Melissa Rives    

Wonderful writing as always, I really enjoyed this! Great to see you are here!


02-26-2002 Molly Martin    

well done!
......... ;0)


02-26-2002 Victor Buhagiar    

All the ingredients of a poem that makes you read it carefully and enjoy it to the end.


02-26-2002 Angie Engle    

Haunting and mysterious. It is wonderful how by watching something on TV we get a spark and an inspiration to write.
I really love this poem.
Angie


02-25-2002 Debi Holt    

Very mysterious! Gives me chills. Well done!


02-25-2002 Eileen Waldron    

A haunting and brilliant poem!


02-25-2002 Bob Church    

Nice... loads of alliteration, and the mystery keeps us wondering. Very 'in the moment yet far away'.


02-25-2002 Nancy Pawley    

A wonderful mysterious poem.
Nancy


02-25-2002 Bianca Boonstra    

Beautiful poem.


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