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 This is just my little "corner" where I can voice my feelings. I love cemeteries and try to visit quite a few of them. I love the history and I am intrigued by the art work on the stones. I sometimes feel the sadness that just hangs in the air. I take lots of pictures and would love to share some of them with you. Most of my trips to the cemeteries are not "ghost hunts" but as a true hunter will do, I always bring the voice recorder and camera. You never know when it might become an investigation!!! Now CT is full of old and beautiful cemeteries and I have only visited a handful so I can't wait to get going and see what the ol' hallowed grounds have for me to discover...   Coming soon...original poetry by Melissa. STEADY COMES THE BEAST The words are black, the paper white, the answers fade to grey; a shot, a pang, a touch of remembrance, my heart, it slips away. “steady comes the beast” The world tilts, it’s axis torn, tears of blood pour from a rose’s thorn, it’s pedals soft and worn. “steady comes the beast” The eyes so cold, no emotion seen, hide behind their patina green. “steady comes the beast” The depth of fear, the will of fate, the unholy smell of desire; as angels sing, the demons chant and blend to make a choir and one by one they crawl behind the ring of fire. “steady comes the beast” The serpentine of truth and lies comes crashing through my dream; as time stands still, my mind to wonder, then awakens to a scream. “steady comes the beast” Kindred hearts and tired spirits try to solve the puzzle’s wait; but Hell’s been calling, it’s getting late and I’ve lost the way to Heaven’s gate. “steady comes the beast” The weeds protest, the path so grown, one might have never know, but for the etched and worn out stone. “steady comes the beast” The time has come for me to go, I’ve found my way back to my own. I found my way back to my home. “steady comes the beast” By: Melissa A. Good --- August 13, 2008 NEVER TRUST Never trust- The beauty that you see, it’s only an illusion meant for you and me. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Never trust- The whispers of your heart, the pain you feel when we’re apart. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Never trust- The spoken word, never believing what you heard. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Never trust- The enchantment of desires, for one by one they will be tainted by the liar. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Never trust- The second glance, the offer of a dance. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Never trust- The you and me, your not right and so I flee. Not real, not right, not worth the fight. Not real, not right….. You’re not worth the fight. Melissa a. good 9/24/08 | Return Home | NW Connecticut | Events Schedule | Our Services | Sites of Interest | Team Bios | CT Folklore | Melissa's Corner | Findings | |
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