She studied lore and craft Her heart’s desire to obtain. She used bat’s wings and chants And even a little wolfbane. She locked him in a cage And cast spells on him each night. She summoned demons and beasts And trolls by moonlight. She took flight with Count Dracula To learn of his secrets. Nothing she tried seemed to work Was this man her weakness? Finally, defeated She turned him loose one day. She said “although I love you You must be on your way”. “Your love is what I’ve desired But it can’t be earned like this. Before you leave my home Would you grant me just one kiss?” He looked at her with kindness And took her hand with care. He pulled her close and kissed her And then he gave her such a glare. “Although I’ve kissed your lips most foul You’ll not live to see another nightfall I am a warlock casting my own spell Turning you into a rat; quite small.” Before his eyes, she shrank And began to grow a snout. She scampered away quickly To look for a way out. Before you cast a spell On the one you’re sure you love Be sure you mean as much to him Not just a thing to be disposed of.
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
This is part of a 31 day challenge. October is Poetry Writing Month. I’m gonna try for the 31 poems in 31 days. We will see. You can find out all about the challenge HERE. Have fun! 🙂
Beautiful work Penny. Nice to meet you. 😀
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Thank you kindly!
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My pleasure!
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Thank you, Linda!
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I’ve liked all your poetry, but I really liked this one. It was perfect for Halloween.
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Thank you! I had fun with this!
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