Poem -
THE BELDAME
Her clandestine appearance
Bewitches vivacious souls
They succumb with ease
As she instills her disease
Spawning lifeless dolls
Her serpent like fingers waver amongst the asinine fools
as she casts shadowy portraits depicting their fates.
Bestowing thine bane....
Evermore to remain
A curse to design the insane
Naught possibility to wane
Her grasp unfaltering
Scattered minds clutching
To the edge of the brink
Relinquished....they sink
Those vacuous faces fill her vault
At thy own fault
To return nevermore
Overseen prey of the beldame's shore
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Comments
Delicious sense of evil and malicious intent running through this...clever choice of words creates the atmosphere...great write Carey :D
Sue Birch
Susan...x
I am flattered you liked this write as I am a huge fan of your work...Your comments and feedback are more than well received...Thanking you sincerely
Carey x:)
Cheers Cherie!....Plenty more in the making lol...Thanks for your supportive feedback as this style of write is 'MY THING!' lol..x
Yes she is mwahahaaha :) Cheers Faith xx