On a stormy night it does start
A tale of old, taken to heart
Fairytale whistles slither through dreams
The tale of Maiden Red and her charming Wolf
Was simply more than it once did seem
Riding cape adorned the wind
Held tightly, Safety pinned
Thickets of thorn and tree
Blocking the path of Maiden Red
Narrowing distance thy could see
Wearily walking along the path
Hands held a walking staff
Basket tumbled and jumbled along
Along the path with Maiden Red
Humming a werewolf song
The shadows crept and she lost her tune
Eerie light seeped from blood red moon
Far in the distance a wolf was heard
Blocking the path of Maiden Red
Light drowned out by a Raven bird
Stumbling along with her walking stick
Running the path far too quick
On trees root her cape caught
tripping but caught by strong arms that wrapped
Drowning eyes of jewels, silver wrought
A Cheshire smile graced his lips
As she straightened he released her hips
She eyed him wearily from whence thee stood
He, blocking Maiden Reds path
Whilst tugging flirtatiously upon her Red Riding Hood
"Alone in the dark, I see my dear"
For seconds she pretended not to hear
"Allow me to guide you little miss!"
He began to lead Maiden Red down the path
He was roguish and handsome, but followed by mist
With path opened of tree and root
The talked through various owls hoot
Now red was no expert on love, you see
Though heart was won by Wolf in sheep's clothing
She sighed dismay when Gran's cottage was spied through tree
Silver wrought eyes became fearful
with a kiss of the cheek and a whisper of "I must go"
He was gone swiftly, leaving a line
Of dust retreating from Maiden Red's path, as well as
Not but a single rose, with leaf, on a vine
Now sad and dreary, she still went
Into Gran's cottage to return what was lent
Twas not long before a knocking came
A huntsman, traveled from the path
With blood on face, and one eye lame
With heavy pack he stumbled in
Giving Maiden Red a leering grin
Upon the mantle he thrust down
His heavy pack, next to Maiden Red
"Caught me a wolf stealing sheep in town!"
Words that turned Red's blood cold
But to ask, to question would be too bold
Far long hours later the Huntsman slept
As well as Gran and the forest creatures, but for
All of that Maiden Red wept
Indeed Twas a wolf he had caught
But one with beautiful eyes, Silver wrought.
Author notes
Contest Option-
6. Tell me a story in poem form. Make it good.
This poem took me only the free time in school to write and finish. And call me a stickler for Fairytales if you will, but even though it's a mediocre poem, I just love it. I feel really bad for Killing the charming wolf, but it had to be done. Anyways tell me what you think. Thanks.
Hopewithwings, 'i'll make you up so beautiful'
A contest entry
- Another Fun Contest--I have nothing better to do with my points! =) by ItalianGurrl.
550 points, ended September 26, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Lovely Eternities Are For FairyTale Princesses.♥ by WishMeAway--x.
750 points, ended October 12, 2007, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - For Love by live in love.
500 points, ended October 9, 2007, 54 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like pieces that twist traditional tales and this one does that, and not in a way that would be expected. There is a great sadness in this piece for the wolf, which is very well done.
Good write and congrats on gold.
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oh mY!
this is (unofficially) the best poem in the contest is is soo diffrent from the norm of poems that have been entered into my contest. i'm definatly refreshed at the diffrence in pace here and your insperation in this is amazing i adore this poem soooooo increadibly much i can't even explain it your a beautiful poet
i'd say good luck but you don't need it
lil -
holy moly! what a great write! i love it!!!! so full of detail and imagery! good job! good luck in the contest!
♥Rachel♥
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Love it
I would have to say that I fell in love with the whole poem other then a few odd things here and there. Over all is was really good and I love the rhyming. Keep up the good work!!!
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when maiden decides that she will roam
in darkened forest so far from home
she takes her life into her hands
and must pay what the wood demands
when good captures evil’s eye
for a time the captured one will try
to be what good would have him be
protector, lover, deity
but if he follows again the ways
he followed in his yesterdays
then cruel indeed may be his end
reaping the sown, please comprehend.
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Inspirational. See?
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Entranced, I followed from line to line,
the journey of the maid in red,
jolted by the encounter on the path,
and sad in the end, the fantasy dead.
Well done! Bravo, HopeWithWings!
Aesthete
And yes, good luck on "edit" restored,
a most precious feature of this site!
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Ehehe speaking of editing, I must go do that. Thanks for your review, I was worried no one would ever read it when it's one of my favorite poems.
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GAH!!! I'm sorry but I can edit it at the moment, my computer wont allow me access to the edit page so I'm gonna make sure to edit all the Airhead mistakes. Again I apologize.
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