The Open Scroll -GreenDream   Author:  46091  Category:(Poetry) Created:(1/30/2004 9:37:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (397 times) Haunted like an old maid, this room is ancient- too long have I stayed. History counted upon fallen tear drops- the years have passed, fast on the backs of leaves as the rain bares down on the arms of the tree. Bound... Restless... Dear souls, have you not heard my nightly evensong? Has it been that long? Was I ever strong? Or Comatose? How morose... is the vine in torment? Is it around my neck? I have built my momuments- to the devils and the angels, lines cut in every angle. Strangle... Sever... You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  46091 ( Click here ) Spring is coming