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Friday, April 14th 2017.

  GHOST CLIFF  

(   . . .   Come Away, With Me   . . .   )
               It was about 7:00 P. M., October 14th 2007, …  one bright sunny Autumn Evening, …  as I entered SCARBOROUGH HEIGHTS GARDEN PLOTS, …  just east of Rosetta McLain Park, …  following along Fishleigh Drive from Kingston Road, …  atop SCARBOROUGH BLUFFS.  The sun, was just setting, …  not quite.
              Crossing acres of treed grassland, …  alongside SCARBOROUGH PUMPING STATION, …  I approached 5 little white-wooden posts, …  interconnected by a heavy steel cable, …  small wooden bench far side, facing LAKE ONTARIO.
Taking out a little camera, …
              “What an opportunity, to snap some shots”, …  enlightened the evening.”
                                   Passing ‘SAFETY FENCE’, …  steep wooded-slopes to the right, …  seemed unstoppably to drop-off like ‘THE LOTSEE FACE’ into 80° certain death:  tiny dog descending, …  fleeing, …  vanishing, …  departing ‘MAIN PATH’, …  targeting ‘A LOOKOUT’, …  never to return:
“Where did he go?   . . .   He must have dropped!”
               ‘Twenty-One I’d estimate, …  ‘A JOGGER’, headband, tee-shirt and shorts, …  trotting up from behind, …  padding-past on the grass, …  zipped-by on the path:  FLUFFY ORANGE DOG at his heels.
                 THIS 2nd DOG, …  was different from ‘THE FIRST’:  a NEW dog!
“Where are they going, …  DOG and MASTER?”
HELL?
There’s NO PLACE, LEFT TO GO!”
                  THIRTY FEET before me, …  remained to CLIFF’s EDGE:  DOG-2 and JOGGER, …  in front of my face.
“Did I miss something?
WHERE’s the path, …  the ground, UNDER HIS FEET?

Under his FACE, when he FALLS?

JUDAS ISCARIOT, or something?”

               With my own eyes, …  DEAD RATIONAL, …  awake but played-out, …
What came next, …  was IMPOSSIBLE!
                This MAN, …  this JOGGER, …  in front of my eyes, …  stepped right over CLIFF’s EDGE, …  and 7 feet behind him, …  the ORANGE DOG went over too.
But, …
                  there seemed to be ‘A STAIRCASE, INTO THIN AIR’, …  hidden from view:
                                ‘THE STAIRCASE, out of sight, …  but STUCK to THE FACE OF THE CLIFF, …  far side and below CLIFF’s EDGE, …  STUCK to the FACE OF THE CLIFF, …  below, …  GRASS LEVEL of THE PLATEAU’.
                                  I watched them both go down, …  ONE STEP AT A TIME.
“That’s IMPOSSIBLE!
There CAN’T be ‘A STAIRCASE‘!
How did HE DO THAT?
That’s absolutely IMPOSSIBLE!
It’s IMPOSSIBLE!”
                 ‘FEAR OF HEIGHTS’, …  for me, …  has always been, one of MANY LIFELONG GREATEST WEAKNESSES, …
but, …
                    I HAD to solve ‘THE MYSTERY:
“HOW did he DO THAT?”
                    Turning-off all emotion, …  I changed myself into ‘A ROBOT’, …  and DROPPED-DEAD, …  approaching ‘THE STAIRCASE‘.
                      I came so close, …  but COULDN’T stop.
I KNEW, I was DEAD!
but, …
                        I wouldn’t stop.   I felt my EQUILIBRIUM, giving-out on me.  I was losing, my ‘SENSE OF BALANCE’.
“SAD, …  isn’t it?”
                       I lay face-down, FLAT ON THE GROUND, …  but, …  frozen with fright, …  COULDN’T TURN AROUND.
I COULDN’T MOVE.
I was 5 FEET, from ‘THE END’.
I was walking, …  ‘THE CORNICE’.
                    No ground, ONLY EMPTY SPACE, was underfoot, …  3000 FEET, …  above LAKE ONTARIO.
                                        I didn’t ever realize, …  I could DIE, THIS WAY, …  before THAT day, …  but learned:
“VAMPIRES, DO EXIST!
THAT, …  was
THE DEVIL!!!
THE DEUCE!!!
THE DEVIL, …  and HIS DOG!!!
THAT, …  was
                    the REAL, …  LIVE, …
SATAN THE DEVIL, …  and HIS DOG!!!
(   THIS, …  is a 100% true story, …  to the LETTER OF THE WORD!   )
                                                    . . .   by Errol Lee Shepherd

 

About errolleeshepherd7

I am an amateur hobbyist songwriter, merely performing songs for the joy of it. I'm not very experienced. I'm not very good. I started out in guitar, ... but I've fallen in love with the keyboard, ... and so I've switched. Mostly my songs are CLASSICAL ROMANTIC MEDIEVAL WESTERN, ... and in a realm of their own.
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