
My first narrative poetry. It entails the acquisition of friendship, through trickery of course.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Words: 911 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-28-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2383243
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They gather at the asylum and sleep
In blankets woved in waking hours
To dream of darkness, pleasure cruise
The essential time devoured
Though crude, all nude, no shame is here
Her name is known to few
Though black, though coal, through barren souls
She puts herself in view
The black river sings as it runs
A lullabye, at night
The echo of the distant stars
Shakes the walls with fright
Turning and abandoning
The empty lot behind
They gruesomely assimilate
The threads of their designs
She licks her fingers, laughs just once
Then flicks a speck of blood
Into the face of the prisoner
Covered in dry mud
'Why are you here, you warrior
This is no place for you
Here, it's clear, you do not fear
'The sanctions hallowed true
His lips, black and sealed,
Part as if to speak
Then turn to smile, quiet flames
Kindle him, though weak
His words, unheard, are understood,
He's taken down below
His voice, unknown, deals such a blow
The tension starts to grow
Months and years of chanting here
Feels like a day gone by
To the hallowed man with shackled hands
Who in the belly of the bastion sweetly bides
Outside the night is crimsoning
The moon has long since set
The sunlight brings another man
At dawn, the challenge is met
Tower of illusion,
Shadowed maze of pain
Gathered clouds block all light
From touching the silent structure in the rain
Footsteps in the mud sink deep
As he rasps upon the door
A moment later, a great creaking
Spills a maiden from indoors
'Hallo, ma'm, out here you see
A storm, quite unignored
Was wondering, by chance I stance,
'Carry you spare room and board?
A grin revealed the later morrow
As the woman led him in
Cold air as damp as was outside
Chilled the wet hairs on his chin
'Over here, strange sir
a room I have for you
Though lack in comfort, I suggest
'For sup come down quite soon
Exchanged, estranged, and pondering
Changes clothes and combs his hair
Clears his throat and straights his tie
And meanders down the stairs
Flickers lights from down the hall
Cast orange shadows on the wall
From the passage he hears a call
An invite to the evening ball
Patters rain from on the roof
On windows rattles wind and laughter
In the vast adorned chamber
All the witches in black gather
'Welcome sir, to our humble feast
We brought you here to soothe the beast
Play for it a song so sweet
'It lulls away, falls off its feet
'Now wait a minute,
Darkened hostess
Where stands the beast
'Of which you boasted?
'Over yonder, through the hall
drink the punch but dare not stall
For at midnight turns it something fierce
'So before then its heart must be pierced
A glass of pink champagne is poured
The drink is quickly swallowed down
She wipes his lips and ushers him
Through the staring quiet crowd
The faces, hardened, steeple upward
Gather in unison, quite still
They think the same, this timid game
Stands waiting for the kill
As the music fades away he tenses
His arm and hers conjoined
Pulls him, twisting, down below
In deep darkness, shines a point
'Now there you see inside he hides
Don't let him start to speak
Just quickly joust him with the blade
'And bring his heart to me
With a gulp, he turns, she vanishes
And leaves him in the dark
He sighs, holds knife, and stares ahead
And then begins to walk
'What, pray now, waits in store
Beyond this deepest stoney door?
What beast awaits, what deathly fate
'Shakes my soul on this date?
Inside the chamber, dungeon lays
The man shackled and poor
Their eyes meet each others gaze,
The men, the blade, the door
'Art you the beast of which they speak
'Above in ball of zest?
'Yes, tis me, but don't believe
'The venom they attest
'What brought me here I am unsure
Though one thing I see quite clear
When I arrived, taken inside
'They banished me in fear
The two talked long they understood
The plight, the pain inside
The mansion, bastion, death asylum
The bell-less tower chimes
It was quite clear, they both knew
They had somehow to escape
Though storm awaited, neither debated
The peril of their coming fate
'Now look back here, for all these years,
I've dug this hole you see
Waiting for the day someone
'Would take these chains from me
A glint of steel, a spark of blade
Erupted 'tween his palms
Free at last, he jumped and gasped
But finally he calmed
'Now we leave, just follow me
This passage is unknown
Stay quite close,' he lastly spoke
As they pushed through broken stone
After weeks, it seemed, they broke through
Their hands reached for the sky
From the earth they erupted
Like fireworks in the night
The prisoner turned to face
His savior and his friend
But saw instead a witch's head
Pop up from the tunnel's end
'Forgive me, friend, I needed just once
This long journey with you
I could not stand to leave you there
'Encaged all blacked and blue
The man approached and could not speak
He only lowered his hand and smiled
'If I could dance out here with you
'I'd say it all was worth the while
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