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Fate By Design (Challenge by For_Never )
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Fate By Design (Challenge by For_Never ) |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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FATE BY DESIGN The shadow grows, though deathly still, In candlelight, weary of will... On cavern walls, cold as a tomb, Through mists of magick's sweet perfume. An open book, an ageless lore. Sightless eyes look beyond the fore, To glean clearly from well wrought line A glimpse of fate, if by design. Wretched and frail, a shaking hand Page by page avails Time's demand. Hour by hour, withering away, Day becomes night, night becomes day. A soul long dead, searching for life. A dream well fed, a loving wife. Eyes once beheld, a day long past. Now lifelong search for Time's recast. A silver robe negligently Would speak of forgone luxury. Royal emblem about the breast, A long forgotten regal crest. The family scourge, the Prince of Pain, Seeking a dream left in the rain. King next in line, honor pristine, Forwent to find who would be queen. In dimmened light sunken eyes tear. Perhaps hope now gives way to fear. Upon his neck the laughing breath Of ‘er anticipating Death. Closing the book in mental sigh, A pinched candle would glean goodbye. Palm placed to book, the torn soul cries, To life mistook, closes his eyes. In pouring rain, walking alone, A peasant's life, hers to atone... A carriage close, she steps aside. The splash of mud does nil to pride. But the horses stop with a shout. And there a stately man steps out. Silver attire sets heart astir, Why would this young Prince stop for her? Michael [This message has been edited by Michael (edited 05-20-2000).] |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
This piece rocks me well into the depths of my night! Awesome work my friend. ------------------ Now and forever, my heart hears ~one voice~. DreamEvil© |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Amazing Michael, you left a question at the end, so I challenge you for a part 2!!  ------------------ Through poetry my heart and soul truly sing... ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Systematic Decay Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1301That place with padded walls and funny people in white......... |
Wonderful, Micheal.....I too, think a sequel is in order. ------------------ Thinking is just what a great many people think they are doing when they are merely rearranging their predjudices. |
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For_Never Member
since 1999-10-27
Posts 125Cincinnati, oh, United States of America |
Great entwining good sir. The time that never was...was just as I pictured it when I stated the challenge. The the dispair...and bitter resnetment I felt were outstanding. I think it says more than enough in the open ending. I believe the question it asks tells more than the answer would. Great work...thanks for taking your time. It was worth the wait. EAB "by the cold and religious, we were taken in hand. Show how to feel good...and told...to feel bad.. Stepping up boldly one put out his hand, he said 'I was just a child then, now I'm only ..a man." David Gilmore,album "the Final Cut" |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Wow Michael, I love the word usage you have here...very um....I don't know the word. But you know what I'm talking about....really set the tone, and made the whole thing come alive! I caught subtle hints off some of your lines that I recognize from things we've spoken of. Very twisting and powerful piece indeed.... |
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mojar Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 169granbury, texas, usa |
very good work, as all of yours always is. |
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Christopher
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
Splendiferous brother! An awesome tale of longing and sacrifice! I am in awe over the telling of this particular story, well wrought Michael! |
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pixon Junior Member
since 1999-11-21
Posts 10oh. |
I liked it! Thats all hat is need to be said. ------------------ dead I am the rat. feast upon the cat, tender as the fur, dieing as you pur. -ROB ZOMBIE- |
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