Prompt #1 for Dark Dreamscapes Poetry Contest |
Prompt #1: Image Inspiration--must rhyme Lost No moon but a veiled sliver Sleeping pale behind an unnatural shroud. Glimpsed through skeletal branches, aquiver. Wicked trees forboding warnings creak aloud. So to hurry my stumbling pace Down the shadowed narrow path; I follow a Fairy's wispy trace, To escape the Grimalken's wrath. Foolish and needless I ventured forth, Into daylight forest uninvited; To find myself hurrying north Wishing I were again with parents united. Darkness deepens with every footstep There is no end to the nightmare. Over roots I stumble, trip and misstep, To fall in the dirt and find deeper despair. I've lost the fleeting Fairy trail They've escaped leaving me blind. I wept as I crawled on my belly like a snail, My pitiful fear calling the witch close behind. I know she will catch me this dark night, I've fallen into her elusive maze. I grow tired in my useless flight, I can see only her, grinning through the haze. And so my friends found me too late, I'd nearly made it to the forest edge. My Parents placed me in a crate And buried me 'neath a hedge. Yet, every month I still wander Along that dark forest lane; Just a veiled moon sliver To guide my ghost again and again. Written for 🌑 Darleen - QoD 's April 2014 contest
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