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BLACK

Dark as the night goddess, she is an ebony princess,
Blackest beauty whom sheds layers textures, as veils
Cast upon the breath of the night winds.
She the temptress enchantress, passion's desire burns
Within, these emerald eyes of seductions flame.
Fallen have men, and gods into shadow, faded by
Thus empress of the dark arts Magi.
Woven spells of intrigue entice the innocent,
To play deadly games of the lost, ending paradise
Illusions, but oh how they dream still, within
The realm of her kingdom.
Beware those of fragile soul, the black maiden's waltz
It is a singular pulse, beating at the heart of darkness,
Alive spiritual being, is she known as black.
The sun fell in love, with the first rays of the dawn,
Forlorn she cried unto the moon eclipse, and so he did
Comfort her, shielding thus within his embrace.
The child was given forth from their union,
Is she, black.
Royalties clinging robes, cover thus all in twilight’s
Faded hour, beauties most fair, inhales all light,
By shades quilting blanket, with the woven stars
Lain ever so gently amongst the heavens themselves.
Here she sits on golden throne, that orbits the universal
Immortals, casting dreams enchantments in a mystical,
Plan known only to her majesty, black.
Throw passions rose petal unto her temple pools,
Pray thee young lovers for blessings approval,
To thus goddess, the keeper of loves devotional
Faith.
In the ivory bricked temple of black, desires
Lustful heart of men, so is judged by the queen
Of enchantments, thy guardian of the dammed.
Oh beware the whitest rose left alone,
May be red at mornings first rays of light,
Or torn to shreds, leaving only a stem behind,
This goddess of silent fate, holds the answers,
And she only speaks in whispers by night.,
In her world of illusions, black after all
Is the dreaming goddess.


BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN





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  1. Date: 1/13/2014 2:24:00 PM

    I don't know how you do it Cheryl, capture so much symbolism, gathering them into a beautiful bouquet, but if you were a flower, you'd be the bright purple violet, underneath a subdued sky, you stand out my girl, like summer on the background of a warm breezy day, stay beautiful, love xxx

  1. Date: 1/13/2014 2:09:00 PM

    Beautiful and descriptive work dear Cheri. Impressive.

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 3:21:00 PM

    you fill me up with wonderful mysticism, cherl.. an epic it is!.. huggs

  1. Date: 1/12/2014 12:12:00 PM

    a lot of beautiful imagery within your poem, Cheryl. Black as the goddess of night!!

  1. Date: 1/11/2014 4:09:00 PM

    Beautiful.. Well written. Keep on writing and well done for being among the top 100 most active poets.

  1. Date: 1/11/2014 4:59:00 AM

    Very descriptive and expressive work that you have penned..I enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for the visit to mypage..Sara

  1. Date: 1/10/2014 10:21:00 PM

    How does BLACK attain dimensions...beautiful..I like this poem

  1. Date: 1/10/2014 9:52:00 PM

    A wonderful write Cheri. Sounds like death to me ,Filled with mystery...Enjoyed this one....peter

  1. Date: 1/10/2014 8:33:00 PM

    Cheri WOW! Deep and dark is this write I may not sleep tonight!! A very creative and wonderful work.