Through the storm a hanging rages
then the climate makes some changes.
Mystery lingered in the air
All mental thinking, no longer there.
Just on cue he jumped the gun,
And the song had just begun
A fiddle played in loving despair
To the subject who will now longer bare,
The pains and sorrows that were not there!
The guy was mental the whole town said,
Just another loser, whom to the sparrows should be fed;
Thunder rolls and the lightening glares,
No time for wasting on a body, hanging mid air!
Stench now over loaded the lands around,
Birds nor deer, no animals to be found
It just swings in rhythm of the wind,
Sparkling drops of water now beating his skin.
Along with the fiddle the trumpet chimes in.
Deep in the valleys and across them lands,
Hangs a crazed loon, who died by his hands.
Couldn’t take the ways of life anymore,
He shuttered to think he was wanted no more.
Yet in an instant when the lady heard the news,
She tapped danced immediately without any shoes.
In her heart she loved him, but couldn’t tell a soul,
Or all her riches would remain under daddy’s control.
So she kissed the wind’s goodbye, and grabbed her piccolo.
The whole band now playing, his final farewell,
Hanging high above, where the tree’s shadows fell.
Mystery will one day, unravel full speed,
That the little lady in question, was running on greed.
She had him sitting on the back of her john deer,
Kissing and cuddling, until the storm drawn near.
Within a moment she lasso’s the limb
Coerced her lover to move in
Then around the neck, the music begins.
Rope in her hand, she put it in gear,
Instruments louder, as she murmured, “I love you dear.”
A lightening flashed as she looked back to see
High in the tree just like she wanted him to be.
A smile in place as she cut her path,
Music replaying, as she muffled a laugh.
She got home and dusted off her dress,
Then made her kin a full breakfast.
As the town all reaped in havoc & fear, she could really care less.
Author notes
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A contest entry
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Comments
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You didn't check your spelling in this one
Shuttered did not work there - the word is shuddered ...
okay, this is the last comment I will make on this write ... it is NOT tapped danced it is tapdanced
I was not able to read this entry right through I'm afraid - the spelling, grammar and length of it took away completely, but thank you for your entry nonetheless
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Remind me to never ride with you on a John Deere sweetheart. Very clever and fun write although a bit dark. Well done baby...Scott Love you.
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Exquisitely penned, you have put some careful thought in this. From a sole to the crescendo of the entire orchestra of his life and La Belle Sans Mercy. Kudos!
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Nice,
Checking the inspired picture out here, and you've done a great job expressing it, and clever flow as usual. I love you very much Victorious, and I wish you all the best! Excellent Piece!
Much love, Timothy aka poeticweaver~ xo 
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