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mirelena
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United States, Somewhere, Over the Rainbow

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Enchantments of Darkness

By candlelight, night and day
Her magic web she weaves away,
A dark room where no winds blow
Bathed only in the candle's glow,

In her room she waits and weaves
Until the night doth give her leave,
To steal into its unfathomable depth,
To a place the shadows hath kept,

Darkness is the realm she rules,
Mists arise and senses dull,
Upon her head her flaxen tresses,
The soft light of the moon caresses,

Enchantress of the night is she
And sings as she strides a sweet melody,
Until she reaches a rough hewn door
Which conjures up images of old country lore,

Her whispering voice flutters down the hall
To a slumbering man, lithe and tall,
The firelight flickers upon his face
But flees as he leaves his place,

With joyful embrace the two doth meet
And hurry away on nimble feet,
Away to the wood's wrapped in a lover's bliss,
Cheek flushed red from the soft wind's kiss,

An abandoned glade, the two fall together,
Then lay for a moment, basking in one another,
Under the moon's rueful glance
The two partake in the lover's dance,

When the sun's light douses the trees,
The fair maid slips away and flees
Back to the place where no winds flow
Immersed in the candle's glow,

Then once as the day dawned its cloak,
Her lover too early swiftly awoke,
Grabbed her wrist, and in a voice long and low
Begged with her to please not go,

Upon her face, a desperate look,
By the dawn she was quickly overtook,
She twisted her wrist, but his grasp held tight,
Although she struggled with all her might,

Seeing it was in vain, her shoulders slumped in defeat,
The sun relentlessly rose, ever fast and fleet,
The light touched her form, and horror adorned his face,
Where the fair maid once sat was an old hag in her place,

The moral of this story, I do tell
Is a lesson that should be learned well,
When one attempts to deceive
What one giveth, one will receive

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xxsasha1xx Comment by: xxsasha1xx - 2007-03-09 10:11
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I love this. It reminded me of tennyson's "lady of Shalott" a bit when i first started reding it.Lovely , and the twist at the end was great.
Cmtheonly Comment by: Cmtheonly - 2006-11-18 18:13
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That was an surprising ending! That was kind of cruel... But, none-the-less it was well written and has good taste (I usually hate poems, but this was good). I will read more of your 'stuff' whenever I can.

When you have the time- please read an story or two of mine...
Persephony40 Comment by: Persephony40 - 2006-08-10 18:44
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This was a truly wonderful read. Flowed beautifully...I loved it...Your wording brought me back to a time...maybe in the 1700-1800...It is refreshing (for I was born about 200 years too late) LOL..oh well. I look forward to reading more of your work. Thank-you!!!
momiloco Comment by: momiloco - 2006-08-06 08:11
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i could picture myself as a voyeur watching the tale unfold, brought to life beautifully
Comment by: - 2006-05-26 14:00
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Lovely poem.
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