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Goldenrose
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0 posted 2005-02-26 04:55 AM


Ragged winter wings of black,
hung over the orchard.
She walked past
bony skelletal trees.

Down her back, jet hair streamed,
into the tree a raven flew.
''Why do you fly to me
bird of sorcery?''

''I came bringing news lady''.
''Tell me all then''. She said
''Let me a little blood take from you''.
Thrusting a thorn into her thumb, he lapped.

''Beyond these walls, a wood
arcane and magic lies''. He said.
''He lies wounded there''.
''Whom lies there?'' she replied.

''The elf prince of these lands''. He said
''Any woman who saves him shall
be his bride imortal''.
''Where is he exactly kind raven?'' She said.

''I will tell you, when you make a promise''
''What promise?'' said she.
''Swear on your hair so black and
sleek, that you will take me with you''.

''I swear it, i sweat it''. She said
''A curse will be upon you should you
break your promise to me''.
''Sweet bird i will not break it.''

Months passed and the lady
did become the imortal wife
of the elf prince and lived
within his secret castle of magic.

One dark day the raven
flew from the storm into the
castle window of the princess.
'' Princess let me in, fulfill your promise'' He said.

''Go away evil black bird''.
''I come to take my place with you''. He said
''Be off sorcerous bird, you cannot harm me''.
''You shall dream of me this eve princess''. He replied

Deep into midnights cloak,
she dreamed the raven flew
in her persuit, stabbing her with
it's dagger black bill.

Crimson was the blood
upon her white pillow,
as the sun shone into
her fine bed chamber.

In her hands, her silky black
hair hung in clumps of scarlet.
In her mirror her hairless head and face was old
and wizened beyond recognition.

In a tree the raven
conversed with a beautiful
lady,''beyond this land lies a
arcane woodland''. He spoke.  


Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. (William Shakespeare.)

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Seymour Tabin
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Tamarac Fla
1 posted 2005-02-26 08:12 AM


Goldenrose
A wonderful story with a good moral. Excellent write, enjoyed.

Susan
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walking the surreal
2 posted 2005-02-26 12:57 PM


Very interesting - caught me up in the story - oooooh - shivers -

Susan

If I wander far enough, long enough, will I finally know . . .

Goldenrose
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3 posted 2005-02-28 04:32 AM


Sey thank you for the kind reply...GR..

Susan glad you enjoyed the read...sorry for the shivers...GR.

Love comforteth like sunshine after rain. (William Shakespeare.)

Sunshine
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4 posted 2005-02-28 06:52 AM


The title caught my eye yesterday...
but the wind caught my mood...

glad to be able to come back to read.

I would take another story, anytime.

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