Sometimes you take that special photo, be it a haunt that is of forever, be it a reflection that’s you. A black and white that’s willing to bring up a specter, inviting, a curiosity that’s something you should pursue. Sometimes where pictures go, they fade right into you.
The picture is still wet from its birth, hanging by a paperclip on a string by my shirt. I know I shouldn’t be staring, for what glares back at me, are the eyes of an empty child that’s lost in time and infamy. There’s voices all around my room, an icy cold, wet touch. An unbearable force of desperateness that ask me now, “how much”? Now it screams, “HOW MUCH”?
Beyond the settlement of time and space, so far beyond these years. Further than my experience in a world that knows no tears. A calling is entered in, to come forth now this day. To bring the phantom of a child to the second window on the right, to show in vague display. It was not by choice I walked too far, or selection to go that way. It was by not, my guiding hand, that brought this camera to take. The doorway to a million Daemons, that travel around our place. That shriek in silence inside my mind, “let us out to play”. “LET US OUT TO PLAY”!
So, it was in this determination, of other earthly spheres, that I became called upon to see the shadow by no use of smoke or mirrors. The barren holds the farmhouse, of tales of by gone days, of the daughter of the household, that came not home from play. The search of all ridge lines, nothing held her way. Pray tell, pray tell of simple pennies on the road, that faded away. Voices calling, saying, “Lilith’s chosen, look away”. With much more capacity now, the dark band crying “LOOK AWAY”!
The picture sits in story, it might soon drift away, out beyond my recognition to simply turn to gray. I stare into the distant forms, that reach from in their day, to complete the puzzle now, I think I know a way. To find out why those pennies led to the road, beyond the day. Why do voices call in vacuum, to take me back to that strange place. Where pictures go, the voices say, “to know, to know”, they say “TO KNOW”!
I stray from my good sense of fortune, to a darker place. In moonlight given there I stand and look at a black iron gate. From all around me summons come, the lights and something wicked runs. The picture comes from rooms above, and shadows fall beyond the child’s face. Oh, death you are not justice sworn, you come to some in uneven sums, and now I think that balance demands a pay. If it will bring the end to come, I will assist this child, this one, I bring my hand a pennies sum, a cry goes up, sings, “redemption won”. From stars above comes a deeper sound, that reigns! “Go out and play”, my child, “GO OUT AND PLAY”!
I sit alone, with the picture there, the moon shines bright right through her white blonde hair, the empty eyes turn copper in their stare, as free she fades away. She fades away.
Sometimes you take that special photo, be it a haunt that is of ever, be it a reflection that’s you. A black and white that’s willing to bring up a specter, inviting, a curiosity that’s something you should pursue. Sometimes where pictures go, they fade right into you.
Dream from 10/09/77 before all went black. – 10.09.2017 – דָּנִיֵּאל
Stunning, Daniel, absolutely stunning. TBH my favorite so far this month. 😉 Your use of language is chilling. ❤ ❤ ❤ for this one!
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Thank you Ruby, I hoped you would like this. I know your picky on your Halloween stories. 😀
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I am, Daniel, that’s why I read your prose and commentary, I am just never disappointed. ❤
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I love haunted house stories and you did this one up well.
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Hi Brittany, thank you, I’m into haunted houses too. 😉
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The larger and older the better, and when there is a chill in the air, things happen. 😉
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I wondered about such things until I read your prose, now I am certain they exist. 🙂
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LOL, thank you Sid, I am happy I was able to establish such a benchmark for you. 🙂
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I am always looking to find a foundation to measure against, some of your great writings make it extremely rough on an old man like myself! 😉
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Your words are the best balance of rhythm and story I have ever read. I loved this. ❤
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Hi Destiny, I am really happy you enjoyed this, wishing you a wonderful day.
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You too Daniel! ❤
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Dramatic, flowing and filled with your best metaphysical mind. Daniel you have written a great haunting piece in “Where pictures Go” I like so many others am enamored with your skills. 💖
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I thank you for your kind compliment, and am really happy you liked this.
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It was a wonderful piece Daniel, as they all are, and it was my pleasure to read it and comment.
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Great stuff Daniel, I enjoyed this very much.
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Hi Steve, great to hear from you, and hoping things are going well for you on your side of the pond. Happy you liked this piece.
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Not to bad over here Daniel, wishing you good vibes on your side of the pond! 😉
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Thank you Steve!
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Another favorite for me Daniel! Re-blog coming up!❤
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Thank you for the re-blog Heather, and as always I appreciate you reading and following my work. Wishing you a great day. 🙂
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You’re very welcome Daniel, I am ready for more October! 🙂 ❤
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❤ this!
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Hi Tatiana, thank you, I appreciate you reading and commenting.
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My pleasure!
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You are the shadow writer, and this was one of your deepest shadows Daniel! ❤
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Thank you Caroline, that is a great compliment, I am humbled by it. Now on to live up to it. 😉
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Your welcome Daniel! 🙂 Keep it in the shadows!
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Amazing, and haunting! The song you chose went so well with your mystical words. You live and breathe in a shadow world! All I can say is go on! 🙂 ❤
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Hi Dani, so I have my work cut out for me it seems. 😉 Thank you so much for your kind comment. 🙂
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Somehow, I don’t think you will struggle to much. 😉 and your welcome! ❤
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Solid book material Daniel, may be screen play who knows. Love the Mazzy, great music fits really well.
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Thank you Darrin, I really liked the Mazzy song too. Was a new discovery for me, I don’t get out much. 😉
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Don’t feel bad Daniel, we are probably about the same age and Mazzy was new to me as well. 🙂
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We old men know good music! 😉
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Daniel I like them all but this one strikes a scary chord in me. Who of us doesn’t have a picture somewhere. Very well written my friend.
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Thank you Ryan, for a very observant comment. I agree, there are a lot of pictures we all carry, and sometimes tossing pennies at them, releases them. Sweet freedom! 😉
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Sweet freedom indeed my friend, I am trying not to empty my bank account. 😉
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You and me both! 😉
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Daniel this is fantastic, Happy Halloween!!! 🍙
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Happy Halloween to you as well Blaire, and thank you for reading and commenting. 🙂
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Very welcome Daniel, looking forward to the next shadowy traipse!!!
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” Oh, death you are not justice sworn, you come to some in uneven sums, ” still processing this line, which is a favorite by the way. Chilling, and great prose!
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Thank you Kelli, I really appreciate your kind compliment, and reading my work. Wishing you a great day.
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This was a haunting seasonal piece Daniel. I truly enjoyed it! 🙂
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Hi Charlie, long time no see. Happy you enjoyed this, and I thank you for taking the time to comment.
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I have been around, reading it all Daniel, but I am impressed you noticed. ❤ 😉
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Ghostly and really fun. I really like the layout on this piece Daniel. Really looking forward to the rest of your October series. 😉
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Thank you Annie, I’m thinking something a little lighter next, but who knows, we will see. 🙂 Thank you again for reading and commenting.
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Your welcome, any depth will do! 🙂
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This was a great story you put into rhyme and prose Daniel. Eerie but yet, not overdone. It’s always nice to see a spirit find its way home. ❤
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Hi Tatiana, thank you for your comment. I try to strike a balance, and I definitely don’t like gruesome, so I appreciate when somebody notices. 😉
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Daniel, I am not into gruesome either, the hidden not described but left up to the imagination works for me. 🙂
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Daniel, I find your style of storytelling to be mysterious and full of visual words that keep me re-reading and looking for clues, that always tell a deeper story somehow. “Where Pictures Go” was no exception. Very well written.
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Kristina, I thank you, for your wonderful compliment. I try to put something deeper in the words I write, and it makes my day when somebody notices. Here’s wishing you a great day.
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Your welcome Daniel, wishing you a great day as well. ❤
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Great story Daniel, words and matching music perfect as they always are.
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Hi Tansy, thank you as always for commenting, I appreciate it. Here’s wishing you a great day. 🙂
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YW Daniel! 🙂
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A new favorite for me! ❤
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Thank you Jene, I am happy that you liked this piece, when somebody makes a favorite out of something I write, I am thrilled. 🙂
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Fantastic, and you are so welcome! ❤
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First time to comment, but felt that I must. Your writing is sincere, and that makes it real, the canvas that you paint must be incredibly strong to hold such emotion. This was fantastic. I look forward to many more in the same vein! Gwen
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Hi Gwen, Thank you for commenting and welcome. I appreciate you reading and taking the time to comment, and hope to have you back many times. 🙂
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Well, well, I think I have one of those pics, Daniel. I’ll look tomorrow(s), and perhaps send it to you.
I may be only 2 or 3, but I’d like to go out and play, but evil aunt says naught, you shan’t.
In Whitby we know we can’t…. but then we do, anyway!
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Hi Resa, I would love to see the picture, I will have to share mine as well. 😉 You know it’s okay for you ladies to be naughty, it’s part of your character that didn’t have to be written in. 😉
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Just getting used to my 3 day old computer!
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What did you get?
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I got a Mac Book Pro.
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Very kewl!
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