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Little Black Riding Hood - Part1
Little Miss Riding Hood
on a sundown path
happily picking becoming white roses
they are fresh and good
for her womanhood
she will keep and press them
for the one that she soon betrotheses
Falling esperance of light
guardian silence stands still
as all around teething darkness approaches
sewing shapes betwixt shadows
tapestries of everlastness
Little Lost Riding Hood
now listening to the sound of the ghostses:
“the thinning air talks
something here stalks
watching through weakening strings of light
beware the path that forks
there something closer walks
this superstitious hour of night...... ”
Forest ears to attention
little movement on the menu
seedy yellow eyes peering
through the twilight glades of hell:
Wolves: “what could this be?
red fruit of mystery?
or be it witch or wyvern
or poison apple
bound by fairy-tale spell?”
the song of neverlight
now filling the open spaces
twisting darkwood engulfs
this Little Miss Sunset Hood
stumbling between the litter
of inverted crosses
a helpless doll
blanketed
by the warming breath of evil.........
on a sundown path
happily picking becoming white roses
they are fresh and good
for her womanhood
she will keep and press them
for the one that she soon betrotheses
Falling esperance of light
guardian silence stands still
as all around teething darkness approaches
sewing shapes betwixt shadows
tapestries of everlastness
Little Lost Riding Hood
now listening to the sound of the ghostses:
“the thinning air talks
something here stalks
watching through weakening strings of light
beware the path that forks
there something closer walks
this superstitious hour of night...... ”
Forest ears to attention
little movement on the menu
seedy yellow eyes peering
through the twilight glades of hell:
Wolves: “what could this be?
red fruit of mystery?
or be it witch or wyvern
or poison apple
bound by fairy-tale spell?”
the song of neverlight
now filling the open spaces
twisting darkwood engulfs
this Little Miss Sunset Hood
stumbling between the litter
of inverted crosses
a helpless doll
blanketed
by the warming breath of evil.........
Published 13th Apr 2022
Author's Note
A dark twist to a well known fairytale
copyright Blackhex Winterwolf 2009
aka CanisInc-Untis, Black-0-Lantern, HW6, etal
(exctracted from Verse diVerse & Darkline Sinisterium for the 21st Century manuscript)
copyright Blackhex Winterwolf 2009
aka CanisInc-Untis, Black-0-Lantern, HW6, etal
(exctracted from Verse diVerse & Darkline Sinisterium for the 21st Century manuscript)
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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14th Apr 2022 6:43am
Thankyou miss Blu - this week you have truly made my Easter!
this was a childhood favourite too and Im glad this version speaks to you
- it was carefully constructed, a lot of thought went into it and there were many iterations prior to publication,
attempted to break out of the traditional style a bit, adding to the twisted plot, flavour and nuances of my own
However, there is a sequel, which came a few years later after I revisited this theme,
and I will give it to you now.....
-CIU
this was a childhood favourite too and Im glad this version speaks to you
- it was carefully constructed, a lot of thought went into it and there were many iterations prior to publication,
attempted to break out of the traditional style a bit, adding to the twisted plot, flavour and nuances of my own
However, there is a sequel, which came a few years later after I revisited this theme,
and I will give it to you now.....
-CIU
