The Soul Freezes

Flash Tales 7

Through the unmarked graves

where the weeds were overgrown,

sinful souls were trapped like slaves,

demon masters shown,

they beat down upon bodies

that had no warmth of their own,

even in Hell’s heat, the soul freezes,

and the graveyard breezes

gathered strength,

mounds of intertwined spirits

grew too deep,

the graveyard was steep,

the devil’s pace quickened,

and lost souls followed like sheep,

death and darkness reached its peak,

the devil’s legs and sandal laces were streaked

with the olive color of drying gore,

everything seemed so final,

for Mankind, hope was no more,

as their sins grew and the evil would soar.

© 2015 Frank Atanacio

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Jodah 23 months ago from Queensland Australia

Hi Frank , another dark foreboding poem here..reminds me a little of "Spirits Sat as Mourners", which proved very very popular. Good work once again.


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

good eye Jodah.. this was the tear-away from spirits sat as mourners.. wow very good eye


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Ericdierker 23 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

Why does the name Dante pop into my mind. Excellent piece here, thank you for sharing it with us.


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billybuc 23 months ago from Olympia, WA

John grabbed my thunder. As soon as I finished two words popped in my head...dark and foreboding...oops, that's three. :) Well, whatever....it's nicely done.


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always exploring 23 months ago from Southern Illinois

Frank, this was great! I love your dark poetic words. Shared on Twitter.


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MsDora 23 months ago from The Caribbean

I'd wake up screaming if this were a dream. Couldn't be painted any darker. Phenomenal!


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much, eric, billybuc, always exploring and MsDora for checking out my soul


Smilealot 23 months ago

Dark, atmospheric and well written..voted awesome..thanks Frank:-))


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clivewilliams 23 months ago from Nibiru

The Graveyard, my own backyard. Nice


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks smilealot coming from you that's a great compliment because you know poetry.. Clive thanks for the visit.... Frank


christinemariezzz 23 months ago

...mounds of intertwined spirits grew too deep... Frank, I like that. I think of a long taproot over extended in an unfit container, such as a trsnsplanted Leek seed; perhaps a weird analogy~ but the wonders of the soil I think have a lot of comparative interplay with the growth of a soul...."the graveyard was steep..." "olive color of dieing gore..." The truths found in this entry are clearly understood on this hubtomb...well done!

~christinemarie


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BlossomSB 23 months ago from Victoria, Australia

A dark warning for all - well written!


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

Christine bless you and Blossoms thanks and bless you too Happy New Year to you guys


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Faith Reaper 23 months ago from southern USA

Oh, wow, Frank ... so cool is this one! Great title and imagery too. There are so many great lines here in this one. I guess I have said "great" enough, but it is ... brilliant.

We are in a deep freeze down here in the Deep South right now, and your poem just adds to the bone-chilling atmosphere you have created in your words.

Up awesome and interesting, tweeting, pinning, G+ and sharing

Try to stay warm ... think warm thoughts : )


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you my dear frozen one... hope the chill ends quick... but your heart Im sure is warm enough to heat the area..:) Bless you dear friend


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tillsontitan 23 months ago from New York

So that's where the spirits come from that haunt cemeteries? As always beautifully done. You know I love chilling, just not in my weather.

Voted up, awesome, and interesting.


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

tillsonititan always good seeing you my friend Happy New Year and thanks for reading me soul


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Anna Haven 23 months ago from Scotland

Beautifully dark and atmospheric.


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Anna good seeing you again


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Sara Sarwar Riaz 23 months ago from Michigan, USA

I am mesmerized by your work. You have a beautiful way with words.


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Sara :)


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Genna East 23 months ago from Massachusetts, USA

"As their sins grew, the evil would soar..." Wow! This is powerful poetry, Frank. Voted up and much more.


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Frank Atanacio 23 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you genna east and happy new year :)


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FlourishAnyway 22 months ago from USA

Fantastic, Frank. No warmth of their own -- great description.


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Frank Atanacio 22 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you Flourishanyway :)


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phdast7 22 months ago from Atlanta, Georgia

Usually dark, always atmospheric. Good work. Hope all is well with you. :)


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Frank Atanacio 22 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you phdast7


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The Examiner-1 22 months ago

I would not want to be in that verse Frank. I could almost feel the coldness. I voted it up and FB it.

Kevin


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Frank Atanacio 22 months ago from Shelton Author

thanks so much Examiner


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Peggy W 21 months ago from Houston, Texas

Others have already described this as "dark and foreboding" and I would add that this mental visual should lead people to want to lead better lives so as to avoid this chilling ending. You certainly paint vivid mental images with your descriptive words!


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Frank Atanacio 21 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you so much Peggy


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dghbrh 21 months ago from ...... a place beyond now and beyond here !!!

Very intensely nerve-jangling to be honest my friend, Frank. Whenever I read your poems, your words take me to entirely different land ....dark, gloomy, yet so alluring...kind of I can never leave half read. May be we all carry a darker side within us. In short dark way you always enthrall your readers with a story very deep, which you can only do. Hats off once again.

Hope you are good.

Take care ...shared and votes up.

Deergha


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Frank Atanacio 21 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you Deergha for reading and commenting.. bless you


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wingedcentaur 20 months ago from That Great Primordial Smash UP of This and That Which Gave Rise To All Beings and All Things!

I'll be thinking about this one too, Frank. I'll be coming back and rereading it and thinking about it. I feel like another title for this verse could be something like "Devil's Harvest."

I feel like the Devil himself is coming to collect his harvest of souls. Its as if you were fictionalizing the damnation process. Satan and his company come for the evil, whose souls are trapped in the soil, for some reason.

And yet, strangely enough, I find myself thinking about the Hades myth concerning Persephone, who has to spend six months below with Hades and then gets to spend six months on land with her mother. Her six months with Hades bring the cold weather; and the sunshine returns when she is reunited with her mother up top.

But that's probably not it. As I say, I will be thinking about it.

Take it easy. :)


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Frank Atanacio 20 months ago from Shelton Author

winged thank you so much ... I enjoy your visits :)


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Queenlizzybeth 17 months ago from Bronx NY

Nice poem... I like...


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Frank Atanacio 17 months ago from Shelton Author

thank you Queen


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Moms-Secret 17 months ago from Central Florida

I've missed reading you.


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Frank Atanacio 17 months ago from Shelton Author

im missed checking you out too

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