I remember it was a darker night then most outside my family’s estate. Trying to retreat from the harping tones in which my sister did create. Walking out towards the woods though I was forbidden pass the gates.
For our family’s curse stalked the woods beyond but I always believed the stories were fake. Treading farther into the woods my fingers became like ice which may have been a warning of my mistake. I was finally stopped by a group of decayed trees that had collapsed under its own weight.
Just as I turn back it starts to snow and my hand begins to shake. But as I walk it increases to the most unforgiving storm that god would make. As I lose my way I begin to frustrate.
I slip upon the Ice and fall to the feet of a Demon Wolf and it begins to give chase. It herds left and right playing with me as I pray to awake. I fall again and it moves in but it does not attack it waits.
And as the moon shines down I can finally glimpse its face. The beast had eyes of obsidian as I stare and see a blackened reflection of what it hates. And from its teeth I can see the creature salivate.
Eyeing its next meal as if it could almost taste. It howls to the moon just as my father calls and no longer does it hesitate. It jumps over me and tears in to my father and it’s clear to me now it saw me as bait.
I opened my eyes when the screams of agony stopped and the now crimson beast strikes and claw my face. The beast then runs off as I crawl toward my father the snow becomes as blood and he starts to shake. The wolf tore the flesh from his throat as I try to keep him warm with an embrace.
But my father soon passes and as I touch him I feel a great sense of disgrace. The violins played at his funeral echo through time and my feeling as I become more irate. As I stare in to the sepia tinted photos and see the same scar upon my fathers face.
I have now inherited a curse that will doom me to my fate.
Author notes
Words used
1. Dark
2. Unforgiven
3 Sepia
4 Decay
5 Salivate
6 Harp
7 Violin
8 Touch
9 Obsidian
10 Agony
11 Fingers
12 Forbidden
13 Cursed
14 Flesh
A contest entry
- Oh To Perish In Her Dark Embrace by Nymphetemine.
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Comments
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Absolutely well done...
The rhyme is right on time with the story line. You gave this much thought and it shows. A quality story here poet.
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This was a fantastic write... Good luck in the contest..
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This is an awesome write. By the end I was at the edge of my seat. His father risked his life for his child. So sad! I enjoyed the read!!! Thank you for entering my contest
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first bravo on the poem. second i feel that you did a super dooper job with the wordbank you just overall did a super stunning amazing job :]
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Thank you for reading the poem. This is my first experience writing to a word bank. And I’d like to think that I did an ok job. I also wonder how many people were stumped by the words Sepia and Obsidian. I know I was only supposed to use five words but I ended up using all of them. Many of the words did go hand in had. Especially to a poet who writes to a darker muse then most. Do you think I was being greedy?
Allawy
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