Andrea Perron - House of Darkness House of Light: The True Story Volume Three

House of Darkness
House of Light

The True Story
Volume Three

Andrea Perron

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The Blue Horse Copyright 1955 by the Beloit Poetry Journal. Copyright reassigned,
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Published by AuthorHouse 08/08/2014

ISBN: 978-1-4918-2990-5 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4918-2989-9 (hc)

ISBN: 978-1-4918-2988-2 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011903407

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Volume Three

For my Sisters

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to heaven, we were all going direct the other way - in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

Charles Dickens

A Tale of Two Cities

House of Darkness ~ House of Light
The Trilogy

Prologue in Prayer

A Proper Introduction

I. A Place in the Country

*let there be light *frozen stiff *sounds of silence

*a matter of time *contact *a chill in the air

*creature discomforts *the devils pets *safety in numbers

*sword of Damocles *a very fine how do you do

*familiarity breeds contempt *cold as stone *dusk til dawn

II. Fire in the Hole

*bless this mess *close that door *smoke and mirrors

*spirit matters *scorched offerings *apple blossom time

*kiss of death *omens *from frying pan into the fire

*blue light special *an old torch carries a flame

*fire and brimstone *trial by fire *lady bug

*burnin down the house *feet to the fire *bats!

III. Wicked WomanEvil Ways

*demon doors *knock knock knock *blown away

*Bathsheba *a stitch in time *from insult to injury

*is this the party to whom I am speaking? *a pain in the neck

*message received *twisted sister *solitary confinement

*as the crow flies *off the hook *no rest for the wicked

*sink or swim *a rude awakening *a fate worse than death

IV. Spooked

*going for a ride *bed knobs *broomsticks *boo! who?

*kindred spirits *clarion call *things that go bump in the day

*things that go bump in the night *reality *Baker boys

*go away little girls *told you so *bloodbath *shared space Metamorphosis

V. Ghostly Cries and Whispers

*secrets and lies *make yourself at home *comes and goes

*timely manners *for crying out loud *rearing its ugly head

*history *all fun and games until someone gets hurt *insight

*listen up in smoke *staking a claim *making matters worse

*in the closet *poetry and prose *chants and incantations

VI. Down the Hatch

*ye olde cellar hole *beneath the bell stone *the big dig *eureka!

*a sense of direction *fountain of youth *release the hounds!

*knocked back *buyers remorse *black hole *dead in the water

*alls well that ends well *holy hell *leave well enough alone

*teardrops *a womans touch will get a mans attention *tug of war

VII. Warren Peace

*inquest *divine intervention *promisespromises

*tempting fate *twilight *hippies, freaks and misfits

*blessings and curses *darkest before the dawn *death becomes her

*inner sanctum *fear the livingnot the dead *continuum

*eye of the beholder *a little knowledge *all things considered

*more harm than good *wrack and ruin *this too shall pass

VIII. Bless Me Father

*a turn for the worse *a wing and a prayer *all in good time

*comfort zone *common sense *act of god *hallelujah

*something sacred *guess whos coming to dinner? *joy

*leap of faith *doubt *abandon all hope ye who enter here

*clearing the air *epiphany *the foreseeable future *amenTransformation

IX. Rock On with your Bad Self

*elemental reflections *windsong *broken record

*pine forest portal *cracking up *season of the witch

*feel free *if these rocks could talk *good vibrations

*along came a spider *journey *wonders never cease

*to soothe the savage beast *perfect harmony *starlight

*a fish tale *harvest home *solitude *welcome home

*stairway to heaven *highway to hell *wisdom

X. A Fly on the Wall

*the new paranormal *right of way *go in peace

*rites of passage *terms of endearment *keep the faith

*manifest destiny *fond farewell *carpe diem *no turning back

*homecoming *what a relief *grand slam *smoke signals

*soul searching *master of his domain *escaping unscathed

*ancients and horribles *photographs and memories

*revisiting the past *touched by an angel *mistress of her domain

*darkness and light *to lift the spirits *truth be told

*long ago and far away *collective memoirs *revelation Confluence

Epilogue in Epitaph

In Gratitude

The Blue Horse

That summer we saw the Blue Horse.

We tamed him. His sky-splashed mane

Hummed with the current of surcharged hoofs

That flowed into our stony lane.

His love for us was infinite:

The head held high; the tender mouth

That never knew a bit; the eyes

Compassionate as rain that follows drouth.

We loved him; loved, but not because

He was blue and blue horses are rare

He taught us love; he tamed us, too

Our wild minds learned new meanings for care.

Winter: the Blue Horse was with us still;

The mane now ragged; the eyes still bright

But brightness now admixed with pain;

We taught him hate; we showed him fright.

For Christmas found us listening in the church

To cruel stories; worshiping the star of war;

Our fear forgot his loveforgot

His grief at the sickly fear we bore.

We fought among ourselves: we killed;

The more we fought, the more we feared;

The Blue Horse cried often; you struck me