by David R Spellman
Their wailing shrieks, unutterable
only deepened the icy december chill,
howling sirens blown upon the wind
sweeping amongst gnarled juniper
clinging tenaciously to this craggy spit
jutting out into the ocean’s way which
crashed relentlessly foaming against
boulders strewn from eroding cliffs.
An early morning mist melded
almost imperceptibly with smoke
wafting from the blazing fire where
their nocturnal rituals drew more
than their incantations bargained for.
Wildly the flames seemed to lick
their naked lifeless flesh which lay
barren upon the frigid earth and
appeared to consume them whole,
leaving thirteen ashen skeletons
whipped into dust and nothingness
as if wraiths riding into oblivion
at the whimsy of the wind’s command.
Westerly, a bloodstained full moon
declines in an eclipse of dawn’s light
leaving no trace, save dying embers
reflected in seas no longer… tormented.
Posted on 06/24/2003
Copyright © 2020 David R Spellman
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Alex Smyth on 06/25/03 at 12:13 AM|
Perfect Gothic, in the classic Merriam-Websters sense! I felt like the wind myself, the metaphors are so innately human...powerful poetry!
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 06/25/03 at 02:03 AM|
Outstanding description! A suggested tale of mystery, terror, and the occult! Brooding, omimous atmosphere abounds.
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 06/25/03 at 07:26 PM|
I felt like I should be bound to my chair like Odysseus was to his ship. Great imagery... nicely crafted.
|Posted by Charles J Hannan on 06/27/03 at 05:12 AM|
A wonderful seduction indeed!..great poem David.
|Posted by Mara Meade on 06/27/03 at 12:39 PM|
Incredible imagery... I've read this several times before commenting so I could know what to say... but I'm still sitting here dumbstruck at the scene. Wow...
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/30/03 at 08:02 PM|
Gruesome but very well written David. I'll have nightmares tonight!
|Posted by Vimal Rony on 07/04/03 at 12:54 AM|
Wonderful imagery.You painted it all so well with ur wonderful wordly brush strokes.
|Posted by Kate Demeree on 07/07/03 at 04:36 AM|
WOW.... I could do more than visualise this, I could feel it. Wonderfuly written!!!