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The evening fell beneath the sun
As shadows drew their cloaks of grey
I did not see what lay ahead
My fate was sealed and done.

The light grew faint and paler still
The shadows danced from lair to lair
The darkness loomed with growing shape
The air was heavy with intent to kill.

I journeyed on my goal in sight
My breath began to gasp, to flag
My blood rushed coursing in my head
I knew not what caused this fright.

the shadows livened and began to wail
As the moon rose round and rosy red.
I looked around in cold wet terror
I was all alone on the darkened trail.

Looking upon the horizon i drew a breath
A ghostly rider transfixed my eye
Hoofbeats flogged my tired feet
As I raced the race against death.

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The following comments are for " Day's End"
by the demure 1

I love your writing. It reads well and has a lot of feeling to it. I'm thoroughly jealous that you can produce works this good. Keep them coming!

( Posted by: Xlnt_1 [Member] On: September 17, 2003 )

My God
My God, do I ever love this poem. It's perfect -- atmospheric, creepy, vivid, transfixing.

Damn you for making the rest of us look bad!!

( Posted by: Viper9 [Member] On: September 18, 2003 )

I enjoyed this peice, but I am not 100% sure of what moral message you are trying to send out. You should be more clear on where you stand on certain issues.

( Posted by: Bigyellowmonkey [Member] On: September 18, 2003 )

Robert Frost
I have always admired Frost's work - who hasn't, but I don't recall a poem on anything like this? What was the name as I would like to see if there is any similarity. I am flattered by the comparison and no doubt anything he wrote would be much better!!!!!!

( Posted by: the demure 1 [Member] On: September 23, 2003 )

Thanks for the information! Yes, I know the poem but can't think of the name of it "Road Not Taken" comes to mind but I am not sure. MIne was more gothic or horror while his was quite beautiful though thought provoking. I don't see any resemblence whatsoever. I hadn't anyhting but the image in my head in mind when I wrote mine. I only wish I could write like Mr. Frost! He was one of a kind!

( Posted by: the demure 1 [Member] On: October 3, 2003 )

I was wrong!
Stopping by the Woods On a Snowy evening is the name of the poem!

( Posted by: the demure 1 [Member] On: October 3, 2003 )

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