The Devil Speaks Softly
The devil speaks softly while we sleep,
We think we are dreaming, and we weep.
We awaken to whispers of humor and smile,
Promises of fortune and all the while.
He waits in shadows for a chance to attack,
We stand aside and turn our back.
He dashes around us and prances in glee
Thinking he is a horseman and then we flee.
winterdawn commented on The Devil Speaks Softly
09-25-2009
09/26/2009
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| The Bridesmaid's Reception | 1 | 09/28/2009 |
| Crimes of the Heart | 1 | 09/26/2009 |
| Lucy's Diamond's in the Sky | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| The Monk's Morning | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| Mysterious Pathway | 2 | 09/26/2009 |
| Love is Here Again | 1 | 09/25/2009 |
| Hello to a Friend I Have Not Yet Met | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Moon's Agreement | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Devil Speaks Softly | 2 | 09/25/2009 |
| Tell Them, He Said | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Face in the Mirror | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Rooms Spoke to Me. | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| When the Party Ended at Twilight | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| An Ode to my Ghost | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Horse Race | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| No One Else Can Take Your Place | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| While Good Men Sleep | 0 | 09/25/2009 |
| The Stranger on the Train | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
| Water on Rocks | 1 | 09/24/2009 |
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