I’m frightened, and I’m too scared to wait.
And knowingly, I’m arriving late.
The ghouls are spying from the hill.
And lower fools are poisoning her will.
Underneath her, a wicker complete.
Above, she’s suspended from a stake.
The bonfire’s started, against the rules.
And the crowd’s rejoicing, as the fire drools.
Waiting agog, for her garments to ignite.
The flames are sparking for her, on this night.
And the mob’s listening for her ungodly screams.
But there’s not a whimper, within she beams.
And secretly, I see her black cat’s drowning tears
Are extinguishing all her burning fears.
Written By
Ivor Steven
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Great poem with an unexpected ending that made it even better.
Wicked illustration, Rose. Sometimes I have the urge to get tattoos of your work, but I bet all the cool kids have beat me to it. 😉
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Rose should become a tattoo artist.
–FlyTrapMan–
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I think you’re right. She would make a fortune, very distinctive style.
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Ooh, let’s put one on you on Halloween, Fly! 😀
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Aww, I have a lovely spot I’d choose on you for one of my tattoos. 😊😘
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Thanks DD, I still read this poem in wonderment, and fear, of how ghoulish humans may be sometimes….. Would you like to use the art design that went with the poem, hopefully link attached. https://1drv.ms/i/s!Asumt4cZ9A65g8BqTGq1PILKWGHTHw
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I included the image you provided (the image was placed at the end of the post). Your poems are well written and sharp enough to carve a pumpkin.
–FlyTrapMan–
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Thanks
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You’re a word magician, Ivor. It’s been such an amazing time having your works featured on SMM. All the goblins are ecstatic every time your poems are posted. 🖤
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Thankyou Rose, you’re so very kind, have you got a drawing of those nice goblins, ♡♡
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I’ll surprise you with your very own Ivor’s goblin someday soon. I’m on my way to visit with my mom, bro, and Fly in the wee hours of the morning. It’s a 12 hour travel/flight time. Your goblin will make his appearance by Halloween. 💋
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Avagood weekend, wow, more than 3 hours in the air for, and I start to get seasick !! Looking forward to my goblins. ..♡♡
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It’s not 12 hours straight in a plane. I have a layover. I take Dramamine. It helps with air or sea sickness. I’m bringing my sketchbook and will be drawing on the flight. Have a great weekend, too! x
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Ivor ..so good to see you write something like this…and i did not expext the ending..
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Ivor never disappoints!
–FlyTrapMan–
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Much appreciation for your support, Mich. Ivor is a star. 💋
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He is…i am a fan😊
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Awesome poem! 🙂 I like wording, as much as meaning!
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Ivor is a master wordsmith!
–FlyTrapMan–
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Always a thrill to read your comments, Kris. xo
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Love this one Ivor, screaming Too!
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