To Return Again On Hallow’s Eve

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Open Poetry #34

To Return Again On Hallow’s Eve

Sunshine

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0 posted 2004-10-26 08:42 PM

To Return Again On Hallow’s Eve

Comes this night, just once, each year
his spirit awaits, that she should hear
the voice of her love, then quit her bower
on Hallow’s Eve, at the midnight hour

She’s walked the halls these years long past
her cry a sob in winds so vast
for the one night that she again may meet
the soul for whom her spirit entreats

Her passage this night will take her beyond
the walls of her home, t'ward the pond,
as the moon surges up to black, black skies
to yon meadow’s clearing she shall arrive

Shhh, you can hear her soft and sweet refrain
‘tis tune of Greensleeves she sings again
for her lover sang sweet this, their ballad
as he promised himself to be her true lad

And to him, she was his Lady Greensleeves
she did him no wrong, but was left to grieve
for to war he went, then did not return
he was her love, all others she spurned

But on this Eve, on this Hallowe’d night
past pond and clearing, under pale moonlight
she caught a glimpse, his spirit came ‘round
then followed him, they retrieved her, drowned

So comes this night, just once, each year,
his spirit awaits, that she should hear
the voice of her love, then quit her bower
on Hallow’s Eve, at the midnight hour

Images courtesy Passions in Poetry

Magnus

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since 2001-10-10

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1 posted 2004-10-26 08:49 PM

Excellent story KJ....The title made me
think of the movie the other night...
"The Hollow" or "Hollow"...whichever it was.

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

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Canada eh.

2 posted 2004-10-26 09:10 PM

Hauntingly beautiful Karilea...
Much enjoyed the read.
Hugs~

~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~

kayjay
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since 2002-06-24

Posts 2015
Oregon

3 posted 2004-10-26 09:40 PM

Pulled by the poet, I recall Halloween's of my childhood when all was well and the world was as sweet as candy corn. KJ

Through rubble and trouble and dark of night
The yawn of a dawn will hasten the light

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