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# Poetry |
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I may eventually start writing some more, but for now there's just some old |
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stuff I fished out of my backups. |
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* 2002: [Trip to Dracula's Castle](/poetry/trip-to-draculas-castle) |
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# Trip to Dracula's Castle |
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> _© 2003 Noah Petherbridge_ ‒ May 19, 2002 |
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> I wrote this poem after waking up from a dream, in which a poem _very similar_ |
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> to this one was being read by a narrator, as if in a movie. The dream was making |
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> up the lyrics to an insanely creative poem off the top of its head, and this was |
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> my attempt to write it down. |
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On a trip to old Drac’s castle,<br> |
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My team’s struck with grief and hassle.<br> |
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It was late in the months of fall,<br> |
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It seemed like the coldest month of all. |
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As we neared the castle, we saw in a tree,<br> |
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Several black bats, about twenty-three.<br> |
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A strong icy wind blew just now,<br> |
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And the cold hit us just like a plow. |
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The bats dropped from the tree in a blur of black,<br> |
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My team was frightened and stepped quickly back.<br> |
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As I started to run, I heard a scream so high,<br> |
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And as I looked back, I saw a man so nigh. |
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Lying down by the gate was a smelly old bum,<br> |
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He is just awakening, and he smells like rum.<br> |
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He was screaming for help, I couldn’t refuse,<br> |
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I slowly approached him, he fell to my shoes. |
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He picked himself up, still screaming for help,<br> |
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He was so unclear, it was a pitiful whelp.<br> |
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With a deafening scream, something emerged from the castle,<br> |
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It was the spirit of Prince Vlad, and his image struck hassle. |
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The bum and I, we commenced to flee,<br> |
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And Vlad looked angry, staring at me.<br> |
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I told the bum to continue on his own,<br> |
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And I turned around, and faced Vlad alone. |
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Vlad’s eyes were beet red, and badly bloodshot,<br> |
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He was building with fury, and quickly getting hot.<br> |
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I knew I should run, but I was curious to see more,<br> |
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Until Vlad left the castle, slamming the door. |
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At that point I paused, then I started to run,<br> |
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If I had stayed here, it wouldn’t be fun.<br> |
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I turned away, then hurried down the path,<br> |
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Such an evil nature that Prince Vlad hath. |
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Quickly enough, he was out of my sight,<br> |
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I was running so fast, I could’ve took flight.<br> |
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But I survived okay, and filled with hassle...<br> |
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And that was my trip to Dracula’s Castle. |
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