It was a cold dark lonely night,
and the moon was evil and bright.
A witch from behind mist, emerged,
cause a love was there thats cursed.
When the moon is full as a pearl,
you can bet a man beats a girl.
The black water swallows all hope,
and ties the love with deadly rope.
The jealous moon roared like red coal,
and swallowed the evil witch whole.
The curse was gone, and love was free,
Now the song whisper in the tree.
The moon will never be that round,
and never to hear such sad sound...
Author notes
My mommy helped me to do this Sonnet.
♥ Thank you mommy ♥
A contest entry
- MAGICAL MOMENTS by Whispering Wind.
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Comments
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this is wonderful
a dark magical mist then softly turning to a sweet love...from the evil witch to the red moons anger now this curse is just a phantom...love it! niaish so much for sharing with me and for entering
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Excellent poem.
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Well done!
My son is 5 and can't even write!
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Ooooo! This is really a spooky poem. I liked the ending. You are the youngest sonneteer I know, great work!
Love,
Amera
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Thanks Amera.
It was really hard work to do this. I retire now for another month
Love you very much!
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