Thursday 26 September 2013

Moth









The light, the light...

That bottomless white pit of power that attracts me.

The one that fascinates me, that transports me into an ecstasy of excitement.

Which possesses me, and...

 ...immolates me!







 We are listening to a fragment of "Ecstasy" by ATB,

© 2013 Od Liam

8 comments:

  1. I can gaze for hours into a burning fire. It does have it's attraction but I've never felt compelled to go close enough. Love the post Od, but when haven't I? Your words are always brilliant.

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  2. It shows clearly you do not belong with moths, RPD! :)

    They cannot avoid ending in a maelstrom that drags them into the infinite.

    Thank you a lot, mate! You know I appreciate your words very much!

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  3. An excellent choice for the prompt, and well done!

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    1. Thank you, K R!

      Appreciate your kind words!

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  4. Perfect! To take a cliche and write it into something of your own. Nicely done.

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  5. Thank you, Grace!

    Appreciate your kind words

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  6. Beautifully written , just loved the post :)

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    1. You know, Auntie...

      ...sometimes I feel just as the moth, there is this beautiful light that keeps calling me into... nothingness!!!

      Thank you for your kind words.

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