Sp3ct3r *Dan & BLitZ3D*

Sp3ct3r *Dan & BLitZ3D*

A Poem by BLitZeD

*SPECTER*

*Dan & BLitZeD*



Stealthy ‘pon the Witching Hour


Towers all misgiven hatred,


Braced by cold wind’s demonic howling


Scowling as is such His nature;


Spewing horror, spit from his lair


Sulfuric air his grisly fanfare,


Specter grins in image sardonic,


A tonic for all the good to perish.


Hypnotic stare, no words to speak, nightmarish glare


Once again he breathes chilled air


Takes the children, mothers bare


Come back for them slowly, likes when there scared


On the back wings flare, one soul is the cost,  its passed around and shared


Time taken, handled with care, a laughable thought, if only hope dared 


The pain is in the torture, the tortures in the chair, 


The preachers in the church , and I got his daughter by the hair,


F*****g beat her, does it hurt? you'll find  no body in the dirt,


Upside down daemons lurk, his new minion, she lay there burnt

 



   He cackles, surveying his dominion,


   Recalls the new and those he vanquished;


   Anguish always his stock in trade,


   He made this world from his horrid image.


   Watch him sneer with violent purpose,


   Surfacing in his ghastly triumph;


   He jumps toward those couched in courage,


   His scourge devouring such brave mortals.


   Spit them out refurbished, they enter through portals


   Paranormal  purple circles, a door way, travel astronomical hurdles


   From other dimensions, not  these heavens,  


   The string theory claims threes a total of eleven 


   Side note, my pen came from the seventh, 


   Chance is you wont get a second, ,a legend 


   I'm the first amendment of evils independents 


   Woman and men went through hell to be in  attendance   



 


          Watch the Specter drum the cadence


           See him howl his hoary pleasure.


          Watch the Specter direct the digging


          Watch them die,


          Each splatter measured


          In matter dead, sir


          Fact of matter, I can resurrect her


          Give her back lost youth, child neglecter


           But I reject that subject, mercy would reflect an thats incorrect, brrr 


           This world  is my side effect, all the way down to the architecture

 

Dan & BLitZeD © 2015



© 2015 BLitZeD



Author's Note

BLitZeD
**Dan -- http://www.writerscafe.org/riki

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A powerful use of words. I like the flow of thoughts create scene and situations making the reader have ugly visions of abuse. Honest tone and amazing use of description. A outstanding write.
Coyote

Posted 9 Months Ago


This piece has a good rhythm, I really like it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Fantastic work! Love the way the two writing styles come together to make a melodic piece of writing that's almost like a story in it's epicness. Keep it up, awesome work! X

Posted 1 Year Ago


Very nice poem!
Keep up the great work!

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is awesome. I love the dark theme and the consistent word choice. But I think you might want to proofread it? Here are some typo errors I found:

there scared - they're scared
its passed around - it's passed around
an thats incorrect - and that's incorrect

Impressive write overall. :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


A marriage of words that grows into sentences, giving meaning to the understanding of two separate minds focused on one task. Mental magic the resulting work of literature, created by the desire to touch countless minds and cast a spell of entertainment upon them. The poem as good as it is, stands in shadows of the authors ability to work together. I applaud your success in understanding and to each focus your minds on work in unison together and work your magic and cast the spell that I just read. Bravo!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Wow! OK...I love the uniqueness of the flow.
Very original

Posted 1 Year Ago


This is great wild and creative. I love the story line all in all.

Posted 1 Year Ago


I love that when you get bored, you start up collabs with anybody and everybody. It's difficult to mesh with so many writers' styles, but you do it effortlessly. Since you and Dan are both friends I left a comment on his also. He added another dimension with Metallica's "Enter Sandman," which took this to another place because the back beat controls the speed of the read and the dark images that are flying at you. I'm glad I read it like that first because it was a unique experience, one that didn't allow you to turn away.

As I told Dan, you have a rare talent to synergize with others and bring out depths of writing that they don't fully know they are capable of. That is a gift. While it was easy for me to tell who had written which parts, they still fit together to create a poetic narrative. It did not bother me that you use internal rhyme while his is tighter free verse. It added the chaos of darkness of this piece for me. You employed totally different techniques to arrive at something unique but cohesive.

Great Job!
Jan

Posted 1 Year Ago


well blitz, you did a great job!

Posted 1 Year Ago



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