calanais

Member since 2006 · Posted 22 Jan 2006 · 2 comments

in the night the hooded figures they come, and form an inner circle in our embrace they raise their hands to the heavens above calling her to awaken us the standing figures of stone for one night only we walk

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[8] AngelicVampiress 22-Jan-06/11:05 AM Reply

I like this poem. Its kinda dark and mysterious. It sparks my imagination, I can actually see in my mind what you put in words. Very good. I give it an 8.

P.S.-Thank you for commenting on my poem as well ;)

[n/a] amanda_dcosta 29-Jan-06/4:06 AM Reply

Not my idea of a theme. Doesn't appeal to me. Sorry.