Fog Mistress

by Twisted Heart   Jul 3, 2006


She moves across the watery edge
Over moors and through the trees
And as the moon lays in her bed
The ravens taunt a melody

A cool flame burns within her soul
It captures all that's in the way
A touch of ice leaves them cold
Swirling rot in Earth's decay

She rapes the air with claw like hands
Gnarled fingers toil with greed
Smothering all with murky bands
Leaving her putrid brood to feed

Covering all with darkened mist
Trapping them without a light
Delivering a final kiss
Before she moves on through the night

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  • 16 years ago

    by silent turbulence

    Really nice.

  • 17 years ago

    by Serina the Squid

    Such imagery! That was a great poem. I love:

    She rapes the air with claw like hands
    Gnarled fingers toil with greed
    Smothering all with murky bands
    Leaving her putrid brood to feed

    I can actually see her hands in my mind. Great job!

  • 17 years ago

    by Resonating Hope

    OMG!! This is amazing! this poem is an imbodyment of talent! I love is so much

  • 17 years ago

    by Midnight Sun

    Comment #3:
    Once again, I've commented on this a long time ago...but I can't help but leave another one because it's just so good! I really don't know how you come up with so many new and unique poems...you are so talented. I just wish I could write as well as you! :)
    ~Midnight Sun

  • 17 years ago

    by RawrItsDollfacex

    Truely a work of a poem master.. it was soo vivid.. it was beautiful.. yet it had something to it.. something more beyond.. words.. hard to explain i suppose.. its was great

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