09 Friday Apr 2021
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Butterfly Cinquain, Friday Fantasy, Poetry
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Enticed
She climbs the steps
Daring the fates, unknown
White candles flicker, beckoning
Seduced
This fire, out of her control
Burns deeply in her soul
She falls victim
Betrayed
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24 Thursday Jan 2019
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Throw Back Thursday #TBT
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Spun in golden, silken threads, with wings upon her back
She beckons to the one who’s lost, to keep him on her track
Seductive eyes and lips of red, he falls for her completely
As she lures him to her trap, ever so discretely
Into the forest, and fairy light, he follows her hypnotic gaze
Unaware of what’s ahead, his mind, confused, a clouded haze
She turns again, just to be sure, he hasn’t lost his way
Once again she coyly smiles, as he gets swept away
In golden splendor, through the trees, no innocence remains
For she has taken all he has, his spoils are now her gains
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31 Wednesday Oct 2018
Posted in October Writing, OctPoWriMo, Poetry
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Seduced by her beauty, but never knew why
Her vision would taunt him, til the day he’d die
Thousands of time, in the course of an hour
Hester would visit, in visions quite dour
She spoke to his heart, he heard every word
He thought himself mad, then thought it absurd
Harold was never much of lady’s man, not he
He never dated, nor married, nor had a family
It didn’t occur to him, why this would be
The sight of sweet Hester, had caused misery
How no one would ever match her, the magic
When Harold found Hester had gone, how tragic
Left him for another, she disappeared in the night
Leaving the poor man, alone, with his plight
Soon, she returned, to again, start her seduction
He had to deal with his heart, her destruction
He turned her away, this act, quite condemning
And so it began, the haunting of Harold Hemmings
October Writing Prompt – The Haunting of Harold Hemmings – Day 31/31 – Another month has passed us by. I loved the prompts for October. Thanks so much, ~M!! On to November!
OctPoWriMo
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01 Tuesday Aug 2017
Posted in Poems, Poetry, Romantic Tuesday
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Author’s Note: This is a bit different than my normal writings. Please make sure little eyes cannot peek. Rated R for mature audiences 😉
Hands behind her back, tethered in place
Woven together, locked, interlaced
Seduction rules, in this game of chance
Domination schools, in hypnotic trance
The whisper of words, the sound of his voice
Do as he says, he leaves her no choice
The touch of his hands, her flesh starts to tingle
Two bodies up close, as sweat starts to mingle
She obeys his command, feeling his heat
Knowing what’s next, is ecstasy, sweet
He is her Master, she, his submissive
Living a life, indulgent, permissive
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12 Sunday Feb 2017
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Soft as velvet, blackened night
Luminous orb through shadows bright
Full in wonder, shining bright
Mesmerize us with celestial light
Illuminate the darkened sky
As the clouds go slowly drifting by
Enticing us from way up high
You captivate and mystify
Seducing us with golden splendor
To you, alas, we must surrender
Luna, Goddess of the Moon
With you, we are at last, attune
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