Chill

31 Oct 2011 Leave a comment

by Deborah Horton in October 2011, poetry Tags: , , ,


Dark it dances across the room extinguishing the light
slowly coming now as the day turns into night
in quiet moves it brushes against the spirit’s soul
can you feel the chill as it takes its toll

Closer still it moves surrounding all with a breeze
creeping into everything feeling as if to freeze
the night moves closer still bringing horrors yet unseen
this chill is stronger now than it has ever been

There is no sound at all but the heartbeat in your ears
drumming out the rhythm of all your many fears
search the dark places looking for any light
but there will be none found on this blackest night

As the wind moves stronger the terror begins to fill
roaming searching needing to find its next new kill
the chill can you feel it inside your skin touching now your heart
be still now it is here the pain’s about to start…..

Sweep

17 Oct 2011 4 Comments

by Deborah Horton in October 2011, poetry


Sometimes in life there are those who come in
and leave prints all around the heart’s floor
we let them walk and leave behind the tracks
of all their lies and hurtful things

Slowly the prints begin to build up on the soul
pulling us down taking their toll
we wonder how we ever let it get this way
how there is only dark and never any day

Then all at once a broom appears at first small
beckoning us to start to sweep and clear away it all
slowly at first inch by inch we sweep the prints away
moving out all that shouldn’t be allowed to stay

With each pass the floor becomes more clean
covered only in prints of love and those that should have been
Take up your broom and start to sweep at last be free
remove the bad prints so that your heart can truly see

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