Open Poetry #45 |
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Tale of The White Witch… |
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Father Member
since 2009-12-15
Posts 58Confusion |
Neath the wicked kiss of moonlight In the Kingdom of Nevermore The White Witch is waiting For her lover by the shore One eye forever To gaze toward the sea One eye forever Blind to what may be Yet she stays for the hope Of the cruel heartaches end And she prays that the Sea To her power would bend But the Sea is a Mistress Whose depths are blackened pitch Ever holding her dead Against magic of The Witch So she cries in silence And the tears ever flow They fall to the Earth Seeding flowers to grow The petals are black And the dew bittersweet And their vines grow thick And coil at her feet So if on the shore One day you should find Black Flowers embittered Amid tangled black vines Be ever aware of the White Witch who waits For any that tarry Will share in her fate And though Eons have past Since she came to the shore For her it’s but a moment In the Kingdom of Nevermore |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I enjoyed the tale and shall watch out for those black petals. Merry Christmas. Alison |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
Interesting story, father. Enjoyed. Ida |
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