Submissions by DarkEnchantress
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a spell-spinner...a word -weaver of Darkness and Lite
Captured Memory
I
Proudly,in its place of honor,resting amid forgotten volumes
of Dickinson, Elliot,Frost, and Poe--on the second shelf
of an unstable bookcase--rests an aging pewter frame.
In the early morning sunbeams,the tarnished edges, somehow,
faintly gleam.
Behind its glass, your face stares back at me--ebony hair
that falls in boyish, unruly wisps upon your forehead,
your violet eyes dancing with the laughter that hides
the tortured soul that only I could discern...and understand.
II
The faintest...
Proudly,in its place of honor,resting amid forgotten volumes
of Dickinson, Elliot,Frost, and Poe--on the second shelf
of an unstable bookcase--rests an aging pewter frame.
In the early morning sunbeams,the tarnished edges, somehow,
faintly gleam.
Behind its glass, your face stares back at me--ebony hair
that falls in boyish, unruly wisps upon your forehead,
your violet eyes dancing with the laughter that hides
the tortured soul that only I could discern...and understand.
II
The faintest...
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Autumn's Anguish
Footsteps---faltering--stumble,
Shuffle through the sulphur haze
of a haunted Autumn's eve.
Leaves--death's dream shades--crushed,
Ground beneath careless placements
into jewel dust of garnet, topaz, amethyst.
Wind--chilled--wails,
Weeping with your vintage voice
that is surreal...unreal...too real.
Sun--slaughtered--hemorrhages,
Bleeds-out the scarlet, congealed essence
of your suffering spirit.
Eyes--smouldering--blaze,
Flaring with transmuted flames of passion
forever seared into my memory.
...
Shuffle through the sulphur haze
of a haunted Autumn's eve.
Leaves--death's dream shades--crushed,
Ground beneath careless placements
into jewel dust of garnet, topaz, amethyst.
Wind--chilled--wails,
Weeping with your vintage voice
that is surreal...unreal...too real.
Sun--slaughtered--hemorrhages,
Bleeds-out the scarlet, congealed essence
of your suffering spirit.
Eyes--smouldering--blaze,
Flaring with transmuted flames of passion
forever seared into my memory.
...
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