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Free verse story poem
A chapter in the book Storytime
And In The Thinking Of
by fairydancer
deep within the forest of Jonteray beside the vast Osirian sea an old woman wandered slowly rambling every river's vale climbing each tree capped mount in search of the last Thrimble trunk to grace her final gift upon cast out by heartless son for she was no more use to him she laid her weary head and hand against the weathered bark and thought of all she'd seen and done from rainbow swans to flying sprees and in the thinking of produced a single tear which coursed through ancient veins transpired as sap within her dying breath and here, where Nightlarks gaily sing there dawned a wondrous spark that danced upon the lichens wrap and brightly shone throughout the verdant bower before the eyes of Bracket's fawns the light began to fade and turn to fresh pink skin as soft as petals of the rose hair like gossamer her feet as dainty as the light reflected from the blooms of the purest Honesty plant her view as clear as fogless days moons rode by on starry chariots a century of suns graced the sky until one day she had a glimpse of a thing she'd spied before though it seemed an eon ago it was the look of death raised in a young man's eyes that scanned and scoped her tree's delight as if to weigh it up so when he rested hands upon her treasured leaves she turned into a roe that darted with seductive poise to draw him right away and when this boy, he stayed his course she formed into the reddest plum and hung upon a branch to catch his greedy eye yet still he carried on and as he raised his axe she changed into a bear and knocked him off his feet for never could she harm him her magic nearly spent she wondered hard considered long... what could this young man want? and in the thinking of she gathered bluebell juice to weave the finest dress red poppy peel to stain her lips and cast her final spell before his axe, it fell again there stood a young princess one fit for any king (with torpid opium on her lips) but this young knave was not so royal yet cruel to his core and in the thinking of, he merely laughed for he was wise to all her tricks and only wanted what would fit into his deepest purse for Thrimble trees be magic that richly compensate and with each deepening strike he smiled to watch her plead and cry then just before his terminal blow he looked straight in her eyes and laughed to say "farewell" when suddenly she faded then she disappeared love lay bleeding as angel's trumpets blew in deeper cerise hues and wept their floral tears at the place where she had stood when in their midst a single viridian dancer rose from a solitary nut lifting arms up to the sky and in the sole dew pearl that formed like magic on one hand there twinkled a familiar spark one set to shine for a thousand years for that old woman was destined to long outlive her wicked son! |
Free Verse Poetry Contest contest entry
Flowers mentioned: honesty, angel's trumpet (tree datura, Brugsmania spp.), love lies bleeding.
Made up words: Jonteray, Osirian, Thrimble, Bracket's fawns, Nightlarks.
Gossamer - spider's webs that float on the breeze or cling to trees
Viridian - green
Verdant - leafy, green
Torpid - sleepy
Cerise - pink
Pays
one point
and 2 member cents. Made up words: Jonteray, Osirian, Thrimble, Bracket's fawns, Nightlarks.
Gossamer - spider's webs that float on the breeze or cling to trees
Viridian - green
Verdant - leafy, green
Torpid - sleepy
Cerise - pink
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