The Ladies of the Woods

by Daniel   Apr 3, 2019

If you go fishing by morning light,
there are trinkets and jewels upon the lakeside.
Beside the lake, the flowers won’t bloom;
there are those that say it is the tomb
of ladies unwedded whose spirits now loom,
and dance and sing by starry night.
But ‘tis not a melodic, tranquil tune,
but a bestial cacophony under honeyed moon;
their tongues replaced with silver spoons,
around their fingers, a daisy tied;
their clothes a pallid, ghostly white.


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  • 1 week ago

    by Gracy Judith

    Absolutely beautiful Daniel! Really enjoyed it. Loved the feeling of mystery and spookiness in it...cheers.

  • 1 year ago

    by Michael

    A great piece of vivid poetry Daniel. Nice one, M :) glad to see this nominated

  • 1 year ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Loving the mystery and more so, the rhythm scheme.

    • 1 year ago

      by Daniel

      Thanks! It’s kind of like a rondeau, but a disfigured one :) rhyme schemes aren’t my thing usually!

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