ALONE WITH MY THOUGHTS

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Alison Scarpulla

 

 

Alone with my thoughts.

Lost in my dreams.

Darkness in my soul.

 

A deserted forest.

Empty of people.

Devoid of sound.

 

No movement.

No sunlight.

Only endless trees.

 

My thoughts ring

Loud and clear

In this empty void.

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ICY COLD

Ice Fire

Cold.

Icy cold.

My toes feel numb.

My fingers tingle.

The wind howls.

Sleep tempts me.

But I must continue

To the top of the hill.

The view waits for me.

Only a few more steps.

Silence wraps its arms around me.

I raise my face to the beauty.

The colors take my breath away.

A SIGH

THE NIGHT

DARKNESS DESCENDS

It comes slowly
In the dead of night,
Walking on silent feet.
It draws closer.
You run faster.
It gathers speed.
You dash into a building,
An empty school.
It follows.
It brings silence.
You can feel its presence,
Moving closer.
It’s hurrying
Along the deserted hallway.
You check the doors.
They are locked.
You turn,
Close your eyes,
And stand firm.
Darkness descends.

DARK ARE THE STREETS

Altamura (Apulia, Italy) by Dauno Settantatre

 

 

Dark are the streets

By which they creep.

Silence is their goal.

Through the town, they go.

Bodies left behind,

Blood-dry we will find.

Church bells are tolling,

And heads are rolling.

Flee from this we must

Before we are dust.

THE DEAD GAME 

DESERTED CASTLE

Inside Edinburgh’s castle. Scotland || Personal photograph

 

 

A castle where spirits walk

Darkness hides in corners

Vintage fingerprints smudge the walls

Old fragrances float in the air

Shadows follow without footsteps

And sighs fill the empty spaces