Her Dark and Evil Beauty II

Her Dark and Evil Beauty II

A Poem by Samuel Pennell

She was dark cloud-hearted,  
And she possessed an evil beauty

Dark lashes and brows
And of course dark brown eyes that

And although dark clouds 
were billowing all around her heart,
there was a cat-like beauty
in the curve of her hips 

As she stood there, in the snow,
With a snowball poised in her hand, 
ready to throw, chunks of snow 
melting and dripping off of it


Her voice echoed off into the dark forest,
Her youthful shouts were muffled by the snow
and it seemed the world was ending all around us:

It felt as though we were the last two humans on Earth,
as I looked off into the creaking silence of the dark woods.


It was Tuesday forever


As the gentle snow 
Swirled silently around us.
 
The snow silently twirled down,
out of the dark and quiet emptiness. 

© 2020 Samuel Pennell


Author's Note

Samuel Pennell
This is a reworking of "Her Dark and Evil Beauty I."

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Yes. Sometimes beauty nurtures evilness in her. So devastating you have drawn the bewitching beauty of the girl painting through your powerful words that flow from head to tell describing all the most vibreting expression under the soft chillness of being two on the wide wide world warms the feelongs of love inside ..
Thanks sharing so nice feelings!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Samuel Pennell

10 Years Ago

Thank you, my friend! It looks like you really connected with the tone and the gist of this piece. I.. read more
M.A.Rathore

10 Years Ago

As a poet I can travel in all the worlds like that..
M.A.Rathore

10 Years Ago

Here I am a motivator also playing my dedicated role...Thanks being so close...Fo keep a look on my .. read more



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It was Tuesday forever


As the gentle snow
Swirled silently around us.

to me this is the beating heart of this chilly poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Samuel Pennell

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much! God bless you, and thank you for reading!
It was Tuesday forever....wow...such a simple line and yet so powerfully placed in this poem, the impact is heartwrenching...

I love the imagery, the emotion...cold...lonely.. You have captured it well.

:) Julie

Posted 10 Years Ago


Samuel Pennell

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Julie! It seems like you really connected with it! That is really fantastic, and of cours.. read more
I read this first and now this rework...my friend...I really enjoyed this version and I need to tell you, "It was Tuesday forever" just blew me away. I wish I had written that line. Great job!!!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Samuel Pennell

10 Years Ago

Thank you Wilweb! That line just came to me! Of course I appreciate the read and the compliment. See.. read more
This is a really fascinating analogy, with the snow sort of blanketing this girl in a way. The line "It was Tuesday forever" is my favorite.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Samuel Pennell

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Haley! I'm not kidding when I say that is my favorite line, too! What an interesting feel.. read more
We had our moments of intoxication of the dark and for the wrong. We did enjoy those moments despite all those wounds. It is another matter that we would not like to go the same path again.

Posted 10 Years Ago


It was Tuesday forever, perhaps on that day you could hold onto that beauty while the snow covered the evil that was lying within. I like this reworking very much.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Samuel Pennell

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Icelandic. It felt like there was just more to say. It felt like I wanted to add to the f.. read more
I had a similar experience in Croatia (west of Italy). There is something about the illusionary end of the world that really works in poetry. A nice write Samuel!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Like the thoughts of a man in the soft core of liquor chocolates ... like the building blocks of life desiring to manifest in existence ... waiting for the rock of touch to dare to reach out and press upon her soft tissues. Nice ...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I don't know why this reminds me of Snow White... but it does. Overall, a great poem. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Tags: evil, beauty, winter, loneliness, love, women, dark, snowball fight, snow, beautiful women, gothic, lonely, emptiness

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