The Night Flickered

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By Frank Atanacio


There was this odd confusion,

and a sprinkling of sadness

greeted the illusion,

it was indeed a perfect fit,

all the spirits seemed stilled

and united by it,

the winds howled,

it was a haunting,

but it had a charm to it,

like a candle’s flame

that was fully lit,

when the spirits touched,

it wasn’t much,

and their voices were

sometimes soft, sometimes loud,

and fear around them descended,

like a gray cloud,

then it was clear,

the light would appear,

and the haunting was no longer there,

there darkness was only an illusion,

that shivered only slightly

in a faint draft,

but it did not last,

the night flickered,

and the spirits vanished just as fast.

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grinnin1 Level 4 Commenter 3 months ago

I love it. Keep it up!

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Frank Atanacio Hub Author 3 months ago

thank you

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Sky9106 Level 8 Commenter 3 months ago

I love when you are on a roll , because the quicker you get them out the more I have to read , and the book completed.

Allow the spirits to vanish just as fast.

So everyone on board was afraid its what you are saying , and then the lights would appear.

You go boui!

Bless.

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Deborah Brooks 3 months ago

awwww.. frank.. love it.. a sprinkling of sadness

greeted the illusion,... love this verse. You are so good at this my friend

voted way up

Debbie

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Frank Atanacio Hub Author 3 months ago

You got it Sky.. and as I reworote this several times I had lost where I was going with it LOL.. and thank you so much Ms Brooks for joining me during the Night Flickers

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Sky9106 Level 8 Commenter 3 months ago

I read it twice , but the truth is you can always look carefully at my comments to see something more. Even the jokes are serious.

That's the reason one cannot jump to conclusions , before asking you and I don't remember you biting any one before when they asked.

Because life is not a Destination, but a journey.

You met me on it , I speak for all, if I may, because we are all on our way in life .

You mad at anyone on their way you are a fool . Leave them be, because who are you?

Your own family, are the only ones to live up to your expectations.

And you have a right to be lost Frank , because Most Of mankind it. But the difference is are you ever going to stay lost and who is your guide?

Stay in charge of your life!

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duffsmom Level 4 Commenter 3 months ago

You have a way Frank - well done, as always. Love reading your poetry.

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shimmering Dawn Level 5 Commenter 3 months ago

Nice illusion here Frank, Ghostly illusions... Have a blessed day! Peace!

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asmaiftikhar Level 5 Commenter 3 months ago

the concept of illusion is deep,philosophical and thought provoking.Thanks for such a beautiful expression.

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Seeker7 Level 8 Commenter 3 months ago

Frank this is awesome. I think, for me, there are so many layers to this beautiful poem. I read it three times, and each time I got a little bit more and a little bit different - but each time a was a delightful experience.

You are truly a wonderful poet and a unique talent!

Loved it, bookmarked + voted up beautiful and awesome!!

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Frank Atanacio Hub Author 3 months ago

thanks again Sky for breaking it down..LOL Duffsmom you're the best.. good to see you again shim dawn asma thank you for that wonderful comment and Seeker & thank you so much bless you all Frank

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AudreyHowitt Level 7 Commenter 3 months ago

Ethereal and lovely write Frank!

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time2rite Level 5 Commenter 3 months ago

Voted "Up" and "Awesome", Frank; you've done it again! I love the pic you chose to go with this poem; it makes me imagine a night of sheer terror as a howling tropical storm squall-line passes over a ship at sea. I live on the Gulf Coast, so I can only imagine the way the winds and waves speak while you're onboard a wooden ship. I have to say that the wind almost seems to moan when the storms pass over the land. Great visual imagery you've given with the illusory to "spirits...voices". Great as always, Frank!

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Sueswan Level 8 Commenter 3 months ago

Hi Frank

"There darkness was only an illusion." Your talent however is real.

Voted up and away!

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Express10 Level 6 Commenter 3 months ago

The pictures that you paint in my mind are always something I enjoy. Great job.

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Frank Atanacio Hub Author 3 months ago

Thank you Audrey, and time2rite.. thank you for the wonderful comment.. Susswan thanks for stopping by and Express 10 you are a 10 :)

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Hyphenbird Level 8 Commenter 3 months ago

Frank, your verse is perfect and gorgeous. So much is right in this poem that I feel its beauty still. I want to write poetry like you and lilyfly.

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Frank Atanacio Hub Author 3 months ago

thank you so much H for reading my flicker :) Frank

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