I said to her:
"There is not much room
on the broom for me,
I shall have to sit
between your knees
pressed against your scented clothes.
Will that be alright?"
She smiled at me,
"As close as you would like to be
will be alright with me,"
and her arms wrapped around me
her hands between my thighs
as she gripped the handle of the broom.
"About", she cried,
and we rose into the somber sky
lit by the scarlet moon.
"Behold", she said, and pointed down.
The graves opened wide
with spirits drifting forth.
Ghouls climbed from the trees.
Demons rose from the dead leaves
with cold shriek and fire.
She pointed, and a tree erupted,
she smiled, and pointed down,
the merry town
the colored lights ablaze,
she nibbled on my ear,
and explained:
"They do not see,
lost in their pots and spoons,
their clutter and their tunes,
they do not see,
but they will feel
the clatter crack and smell of Hell.
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Written October 29th, 2003
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I really love this!!....a vampy witch!!....and the poor innocent young warlock led astray.(but very willingly!)..yup....great poem!...leanne xxx
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well I've got conflicting feelings about this one. I do really like it - it's lighthearted although dark.. something about flying on a broom that will do that
but I don't know.. the whole witch being connected with burning and demons and hell, kind of bothers me.. me being able to fit under the lable of "witch".. and me not being connected with those things at all.
still, It is much too well written for me not to love it I especially enjoyed the opening dialogue: I could imagine the sort of innocent look on the warlok's face and the smirk of the witch as she replies 
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oh what a delightful poem! lute sprinkles magic on this broomstick ride, entertains the kiddies, stimulates the adults-mided crowd, wraps it all in a halloween package that is far from seasonal. gonna read this again...and again. naughty-but-nice. very nice!
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lost in their pots and spoons
I like that, it's so cynical. The whole thing is pretty unique and could stand on its own without Halloween coming up. The witch being so sexy is pretty cool.
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Okay, maybe it's that I'm a DOW, or you have really gone over the line into DOM-land. Either that or you were one twisted kid yourself. I get the implications in this one. Yea, I may have a distrubed mind, but I'm not the one that thought it up now am I? No, I'm not!!! Okay, so you can usually take most kids stories and create a much dirtier version just by reading it right, but still. This one is way to easy. And now the Worm will be fighting to create one as equally disturbing.
Oh well, blessed Samhain anyway. -
I feel as a witch
for I could never
make them see
but with poetry
I will make them feel
all the pain and horror
that leaves me empty
maybe I read too much into your childrens poems... they are my fav of yours to read -
Weaned from his halo his eyes did see
to hell the milkyway may be the key -
Pervy. Mermaid has delivered a self-fulfilling whatsit. Dirty Old Man is now an official appellation - er - I now have to do something equally filthy, to maintain reputation. Of course, I been too lost in my clutter and my tunes. Makes me miss my friend who is a Witch, and celebrates the 10-31 in some style.
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Hallo Weeen! We do a token thing over here - all the kids trick-o-treat but I think its all about the lollies.
This was kinda cute! Two evil love-birds riding with hands between legs into the pits of hell, a spooky tone, but with a child-like tone, some of the sweet rhymes and references to childhood stories...witches, brooms, pots and spoons.
Something for the child in all of us...
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Delicious! Nice Halloweenie feel to it. ~~~Val
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Cute, colourful and not a little spooky. Any reasonable child will love it.
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My kind of piece, especially the ending, the ending gave a nice ring to my ears (do I have ears, yes, I think so...) anyways....as I said, my kind of piece, but, one line accentuates the thoughts of many, which is seen in the poems of many but not accentuated by the echo that is instilled 'They do not see,'.
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