BURN

">The dead souls caught up with me that dreadful night
and I walked through the gates of hell
From the future I watch my image burn in fire's bright light
this darkened tale I now must tell

Evil exists and the wheels of darkness forever turn
as the flames of hell grew higher and a wicked witch did burn
Reduced to nothing she disappeared in gray smoke as the crowd condones
her spirit released to the cat walking among the remains of ashes and bones

 
And O` they Shouted! Cursed! and Threw Stones!

Now the town's people fear the revenge of my return

and remember well, my spell, as they yelled

Burn! Witch! Burn!



The moon shines in my favor tonight
Not this time! I say, shall they have their way
I'll avenge the wrongful deed done,'tis my fight
my dark cold stare cuts like a knife and karma collects its pay


The curse of the witch now lies upon their head
as they threw me in a grave down by Cutter's Creek
my freezing corpse has risen from the dark dampness of death's bed
and my icy shadow looks down in laughter upon their grief



Now a hollow silence fills the night air
and the fires have cleansed my soul it seems
an elevated pleasure in taking revenge without a care
leads me back to peaceful sweet dreams

Author's Note

Artwork by Victoria Frances

thanks so much Bubo for the review ~ I have no idea who this warped person is who smeared my poem and thinks I am someone else~ probably a paranoid skitzo to keep WC drama going at any rate I deleted whomever it is ~ I really don't have time for such nonsense

Reviews

[Devons]

A raging tale is told here like the lore of yore. The language reads almost like a spell, or incantation, of sinister and grave origins. But the story speaks more than that of fantasy and legend, and is a parable for persecution and vengeance; not only in terms of the historical deaths of witches and heathens -both innocent and otherwise- but also it reminds us of human morals, which are never dated by their context.
Dark lyrical imagery is created from this and there is a subtle intensity which reaches out to us with even-handed pathos.
Very effective. And I really like this:
"Evil exists and the wheels of darkness forever turn
as the flames of hell grew higher and a wicked witch did burn
Reduced to nothing she disappeared in gray smoke as the crowd condones
her spirit released to the cat walking among the remains of ashes and bones"

[TamiViolet]

I saw this was about witches, and I love witches, Fran Marie. Learning about them intrigues me.... Great story line here along with vivid imagery, for I could envision the witch burning at Cutter's Creek... BTW, is that an actual place? Love, love, love the last stanza and the sense of hollowness that you create... Beautiful graphic. Tis a fine specimen of literature, Ms. Fran Marie... I've missed reading you.

[An owl on the moon]

What a powerfully moving work... a dark dance into the human psyche. This has to be one of my favorites of yours, Fran.

[Sean M. Addams]

a very chilling piece love the dark imagery in this and the artwork is very nice too..great job on this ...