The Devil May CryA Poem by JenThis is a Rondeau, written out of my crush on Dante, the sexiest devil hunter ever. *yum*
For Dante, my love, the demons won’t fall.
I fought for your life, yet over mine cast a pall.
The devil was naught, as we fought side by side.
But beware of my faults, not the least of which, pride.
Then I fell to my knees, took your pain, the wound fatal.
So the devil may cry, yet to you I still call.
And soft in my heart, a dark love song for all,
I turned up my head to sing before I died,
for Dante, my love.
My mind recalled struggle, what fury, what gall,
as we fought side by side in the devil’s own hall.
Then he struck me head on, I fell without guide.
“Don’t stop,” I called out, “keep going, don’t hide.”
Now I lay dying, by Heaven’s light held enthralled,
for Dante, my love.
© 2009 JenAuthor's Note
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Added on June 8, 2009Last Updated on June 8, 2009 AuthorJenMinneapolis, MNAboutI write. Short stories, flash fiction, novels, some poetry. I'm 37, married with 2 children and a cat. I had a short story put up on the Flash Fiction Offensive webzine, Second. And I just release.. more..Writing
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