The moon shines bright
upon the dancing woman.
She dances without a care
nor worry.
She dances to entice others.
To bring them into her folds
She picks and chooses those
she deems worthy.
And throws the others away
leaving them heart-broken
and longing for her touch.
It is the witching hour
and during this time
she is magic.
Black or white it doesn't matter
for she can use it all for she is
very skillful.
For she is a witch.
Author notes
This picture was found on deviantart.com. It's title is the bewitching hour. Thought it might go well with this contest.
A contest entry
- ~Halloween word prompt with a twist~ by Frozentearz.
700 points, ended November 1, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A dance within the bewitching hour.
This was fun to read and I thank you for joining in
warm thoughts.
Frozentearz
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