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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mien of the Minstrel's Song
[time] => 2007-04-10 09:56:54
[hometext] => I posted this quite awhile ago but recieved no comments. I haven't wrote anything lately so I thought I might repost it and see if it recieved any this time.
[bodytext] => When mid-winter nights yield ill fated frights And ghosts of the countess appear. Rich masquerades hide beyond lush furnished tides, While tarots proved only their fear. Lights born of the fires for funeral pyres, While bodies danced calmly the carrion ball. Necrologies read at the entreaties of dead Minstrels who answered the clarion call. Austere gaze from the wall scorched blaze Calmly crowded the quiescent room. Though full to the seat, the ballroom’s entrete (1) Was welcoming ghosts of the loom An undead charade of serfs underplayed, For servants had all gone on home. Only guests remained, their skins half feigned From spells read out of the tome. An enchant sang aloud to unravel the shroud And to animate life further more. Though rotting had slowed the gashes still showed, As well as the ageing they bore. A rampant salute for the minstrels repute And soon the arduous music was played. The cold stiff cadaver, ‘though dipped in the laver, Soon thawed and the corpse had then swayed Dancing in tune, under light of the moon Shining red through the blood stained glass. A waltz then a rave, and then onto the grave, Where under the stone and the brass They lay fast asleep while they quietly weep Sad songs of their forlorn plight. They stay lost and decayed until future’s abrade Has called them hither in night. 1. Entrete: the entrance hall; the foyer. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 274 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Gravehorn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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