Would you be afraid if this happened to you?

Question

the ghost of the meadow

a fiend, a faun, a road through the willows, a sky broken by rain

a song sung across a misty meadow, Lord, Lord won't you help me

I followed the call of that voice full of sorrow, and I'll tell you what I did see

a house made of mud by the shores of a river, a shroud of linen white and clean

dressed all in black was the girl with the yellow eyes, cloudy, and lost in a dream

and holding her babe close in her arms she sang "don't leave me now, don't leave me, not after what's become of me

my man lies bleeding far away from here, he left me and went 'cross the sea, and only returns as a vision to me

can you save me from my destiny, and carry me far from here?

I'll go to him, I'll go to him, and he shall know that it's me"

across the meadow, over mosses and sedges, I carried the girl and her babe

but when we came to the edge of the forest, they turned and looked at me

across the face of the girl and her daughter came horror and sorrow and tears

Answer 1

Good question. And really good poetry. I would be really freaked out if this happened to me. Has this ever happened to you or were you making it up as you went?

Answer 2

yes but theres no way in h**l that that could have happend

Answer 3

yeah!

Answer 4

Beautiful poetry...why would anyone be afraid of such haunting emotions as this?

Answer 5

I'm afraid your question is too long.

Answer 6

Who wouldn't?

Answer 7

I have no idea what your talking about. but let me try..... Okay, I'd be a little freaked.

Answer 8

So after all that jibberish what is it that you are meant to be afraid of - apart from an overactive immagination?

Answer 9

Yea I would but I know it won't happen to me or anybody else.

Answer 10

no

Answer 11

Incoherent narrative belongs not in this topic.

Answer 12

I'm sorry, I read three sentences into your prose and then I heaved. Maybe you could rephrase the question?

Answer 13

Yes, but I found your poetry to be ever more frightening.