by Christopher Welsch

Created on: September 16, 2009   Last Updated: October 12, 2009

An Unprepared Enchantment they Sent

Souls combined in youthful journeys sweetly
Relationship paced like Hermes' swift feet
Reality stated two walked on each frail hand
Believing they sailed safely over quicksand
Hate conquered us, we submitted in defeat
Fools tranquilly strolled baited, starlit streets

The female found a bounded, spell book
Deciding, scanning, browsing, looking

Madly ripping many random stained pages
Listing required items in acquiring potions
Strived, tried to transpire into stoic mages
Stopping corroded erosion by gung ho motion

Stolen scrolls weren't for my private taking
Weilding parchment to heartbreak faking
Conjured power making humble kneeling
Turning faulty brains to altered, sturdy steel

Youths weren't leveled brazened wizards
Invoked spells blew in blazing blizzards
Fire deluges finally settled to quell down
Both jesters frightfully showed frowns
While seeing sinister eyes from a beast
Desiring tasty dreamers in his feast
Duo hastily tried futilely to free and flee
But he gladly swallowed her, then me

Survived unhappily in his hungry belly
Erasing spent time in bareness reality
Missed faith occupied like weightless air
When their caring simply disappeared
Happening from daring, naive mishaps
Taunted, trapped, surmounted, strapped

She recited a familiar known verse
While picking up her dark hued purse
And repeated the basic, magic line
Once again, refusing to remain mine
I'm stuck in this draining dragon's rut
Staying in enemy's sticky, thick muck

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