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Showing posts with label Spring Equinox. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring Equinox. Show all posts

21 September 2013

Witch Disappointed

Oh she put on her goddess gown —
purple it was, and black —
in order to dance for the Equinox
at the Castle down the track.

And she put on her crystal point —
she hung it around her neck —
to go and chant for the Equinox
at Uki Castle, by heck.

And she put on her fine Spring cloak 
the sun appliquéd on its back —
because she would feast the Equinox
with her friends  … but alas, alack!

She turned the key; the car was dead.
She could curse and she could hex
but it would not take her down to Uki
to celebrate Equinox.

And brooms don’t fly as fast as cars —
isn’t that a thing to vex?
And so it’s quiet and solitary here
that she keeps this Equinox.


True story! Submitted for dVerse Form For All: Ballads.