{"sf1_id":352172,"sf2_id":"bebpYdrn","title":"The Grey (Poem)","author":"Brett","words":12,"posted_at":"2012-03-10T19:23:47.000Z","tags":["Forest","Moody","Poem","Poetry","The Grey","Torches","Wolf","haiku","movie"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/352172-the-grey-poem","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebpYdrn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/af/37/af372570-3d95-47f9-8d26-27407d9b11a3","description":"On February 2nd my good friend and I had a very productive day/night in what i call \"cinemaxing\", better known to others as Theater-Hopping. We saw the films, \"The Grey\", and then that same day, ok technically the next one, we caught the first showing of \"The Lady in Black\" at midnight. i am a fan of horror movies and found the latter to be an excellent surprise. Over the course of that one day, i wrote three poems; two Haiku's based on The Grey and \"Lady\", and then one much longer poem written on a note-pad my friend just happened to have with him, in the pitch black of a theater. That poem i hope to post, it has an intriguing backstory, and is one of the more frightening poems i have ever written.   \nThis poem is a rarity for me, i almost never write Haiku's, as i dont care for limiting myself to lines and meter. But i think i did a fairly good job. The scene that inspired it is after they land, and are walking through the forest with torches.   \nComments are appreciated!","content":"Deep, rustling, dark-green.\n\n \n\nTorches flicker to morning,\n\n \n\nRunning from the Grey. \u0026nbsp;"}