A Curious Electricity

A Curious Electricity

Leaves begin to die and fall from the trees,
Leaving them bare and lifeless.
Don’t let this fool you,
It’s really just a rebirth.
A strange breeze begins.
It’s not the hot breeze of summer,
Nor the cold breeze of winter,
But something in-between.
A perfect combination of two drastically different worlds.
The calm before the storm,
Like standing in the eye of a hurricane.
Everything is quiet and still.
Something beautifully sinister is brewing.
The closer it gets, the more noticeable it becomes.
The scent of burning candles and pumpkins,
Of moldering earth and cloves.
A curious electricity courses through your bones,
Laps at your skin and swims through your veins.
Like stumbling upon a long-forgotten place, hidden away for eons.
Like witnessing a secret event from the past, held in secrecy.
Everywhere you turn, you see sights not meant for the living.
Ghosts float about the darkness.
Skeletons dance among the swirling leaves.
Witches ride the fiery night sky.
Shadows take on a life of their own.
Vampires arise and thirst for a meeting.
Werewolves transform and stalk in the moonlight.
Pumpkins grow a sinister face and join the living.
It’s magic.
In its purest form.
Most people don’t seem to realize it anymore,
Long ago shutting off that little part of them that recognized it,
That sixth sense for the unimaginable,
Carelessly discarding their wonderment and whimsy.
But Be warned.
Once it dies, it can never be resurrected.
No wizardry, spells, or enchanted elixirs can bring it back.
So STOP!
Pay Attention.
Are you one of the blessed few who can still sense it.?
Is there any ounce of that part of you left?
A dying root, you can nurse back to health before its extinction?
It might not be too late for you.
It’s most powerful at night.
I dare you to seek it out
Wait until the bewitching hour,
Midnight,
When the veil is the thinnest.
Go out to a place where the earth is untamed,
Out in the middle of nowhere,
Where dark, really means dark.
Away from the city lights, honking horns, and constant chattering.
Once you find this place,
Sit there and wait.
Don’t look for it,
It will come to you.

Answer Accordingly,
~Curtis Rx

19 Responses to A Curious Electricity

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  2. Migratory Zombie

    It’s a real pity that so many seem to “out-grow” Halloween and its many mysterious delights. This year, I’m going to be a Gryffindor Quidditch player. Because I’m a nerd like that. =p

  3. Kau

    well my fellow… the transition of the life and the dead
    the nature show in th wind. I have some ideas of
    one Autumn in halloween that I never have here…
    your way of say about it was great and pretty!
    no… you never the same… after feel the really of all it.

  4. This is good work… you have a delightfully twisted talent of tongue there. =)

  5. Arkham Angel

    I’ve never lost sight of my sixth sense. I understand and accept it. I may be daiurnal, but I have never felt more alive than I have during the witching hour. The way you articulated this piece truly spoke to me. I cannot wait to read more.

  6. aos

    this one is my favorite by far…

  7. This fills my mind with ideas and inspirations. Thank you, your poetry seems to do that for me.

  8. Mandieville666

    saddness envelops when someone loses their inner child!

  9. Mary

    This makes me a little bit sad. It reminds me of autumn in the town where I grew up.

    Thank you for writing this.

  10. Ira Paul

    A beautiful beginning for the not less beautiful continuation.Those images are always there,in my mind…

  11. Grim Grisly

    Curtis, you are beauty incarnate.

  12. Fabio

    That was nice=]

  13. BekkyS.

    wow Curtis, you’re one of the coolest adults on the face of this planet.at least you’re open minded unlike some of these dull grown ups kids are forced to live around.i wish i could live around you, then my mind would still be as open as it once was, but not knowing what to do or where to find the magic in the world seems to have made me a bit skeptical, which is the last thing i want to be, but this is the most magical and most true poem i’ve ever read and and it makes me so happy to see that not ALL adults are dull and their minds aren’t always closed. you have a wonderful magical mind Mr.Curtis

  14. I will never, ever disregard or dimolish that wonderful feeling! In fact, I just felt it 10-15 minutes ago when I had stepped outside.

  15. Amber

    It inspires me to write with quill and ink by the river behind my house by lamp light. Or to sing and dance in the dark.

  16. StrangeLilGirl

    Amen guy, or whatever you want.
    I agree with BekkyS. If I would live around you life would probably be way more fun.

  17. Viktoria xx

    That… was beautiful. I want to live in October for the rest of my life.

  18. DemonChild1313

    You’re one of the most awesome people i’ve ever seen.Only a few people seem to have a dark sense of humor.People look at us few like we’ve gone nuts.Maybe they’re correct(actually,they are).

  19. Angela

    This automatically started playing in my head at the last line, a small, quite voice in my head:
    “We are coming for you, we are coming for you, we are coming for you now…”

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