The Bee & the Butterfly - Scene 1 of 7**A Story by Paris HladScene 1: The Rose Garden�" Enter Sibyl Mantis and Her Attendant, Mika.
SIBYL MANTIS:
Now do the cares of day become a haze Of mazy, riven paths and withered leaves.
MIKA:
The candle flies disperse from out their court And rise like limpid sprites above the ruins. They swirl into what seems to be a dance �"
SIBYL MANTIS:
Forgetful of all else!
(Notices Lovers on a Rose Petal)
But what are these That drowse ensorcelled In the after-glows of twilight? Behold, what never flew before Has flown into the lap of Nyx’s[1] grace.
MIKA:
His eyes are fixed upon that darling’s face.
SIBYL MANTIS:
And yet I think he only dreams of her.
MIKA:
Perchance he was laid low; his form is still.
SIBYL MANTIS:
And yet a hum is heard That was not heard before.
Oh, he has drunk the nectar that is hidden in the iris - See, how he gleams upon her pillow, and curls beneath her breath!
MIKA:
She seems to know this, yet she does not speak, But moans her tender love into his ear.
SIBYL MANTIS:
Night comes in tinseled silk �"
First as a better lover And then a lover’s friend;
She doffs her sable cloak And spills her richest gems!
We shall, in good time, know what deed is done. For now, the curtains close and hide the waxing moon. © 2023 Paris Hlad |
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Added on February 12, 2023 Last Updated on February 12, 2023 AuthorParis HladSouthport, NC, United States Minor Outlying IslandsAboutI am a 70-year-old retired New York state high school English teacher, living in Southport, NC. more..Writing
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