The fire crackled merrily in the night.
As all gathered round the storyteller.
An old blind man, but once his eyes were bright,
Bent with years, yet still a lively fellow.
He whispered, “Once upon those bygone years
A little girl ran away from her home.
She packed all her clothes and dried all her tears,
And set out on foot in the dark alone.
She longed for her bed, but sat out the storm
In a lofty cave so dark and dreary.
Without a fire, she felt cold and forlorn.
She wished she’d told her folks she was sorry.
She dozed between the lightning and thunder,
Dreamed about her lovely, favorite books.
But a bolt tore the dark sky asunder.
In that second, a little life it took.
The young girl died in the streaming darkness,
Her bright eyes closed in everlasting sleep.
Her body was never found. I confess
That for the girl’s parents I must weep.”
The old storyteller wiped his blind eyes,
Wiped the tears away from his aged face.
He kept silent for a moment, then sighed,
Walked away from the quiet, crowded place.
Author notes
The form I use a lot is imagery. I love to paint pictures with my words.
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Comments
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i sure got alot of pics from this piece
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A lot of great imagery in this piece. You certainly do paint a picture with your words
Thank you for taking the time to enter. Excellent work and best of luck to you in my contest.
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thanks for your kind comments.
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like it alot great imagery, its a bit sad but well written lol Good Luck Aunty


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The rhythm, flow, and rhyme of this poem all combine for a top-notch piece.
At first, the last two stanzas creeped me out a bit, then a different angle came upon me.....I saw it not as death, but a transformation from a girlish child to a more worldy, Wise Woman.
The passed brought to life in the now - quite the tricky maneuver, so many paths to take.....
Quite the picture your words do paint.
Love & Blessings,
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