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Marie

Darkness falling quickly, hurry, must hurry
Stumble, run, faster, the kinfolks will worry
The swamp comes to life with fading of light
One could die, lost here in blackness of night
Bull frog croaks thundering through dense cypress trees
Hoot owl calls "Whooo's this foool?", I fall to my knees
Through the mist, I see moonlit sand of a path 
Heart pounding, I pray to be free of swamp's wrath
Franticly fighting the roots and the muck
Deeper and deeper, in quicksand I'm stuck
Fear of moving, sinking further down, down
Wild, screeching, shrill laughter rings 'round and 'round
Ears ring, body frozen, my soul fills with woe
I'm trapped in the lair of Marie Laveau
Claws extend, intent on my skin to tear
She cackles her anger "How dare you tread here!"
The fog clears, I open my eyes to see
Big, glowing, green eyes looking back at me
Marie licks my face with her sandpaper tongue
My room is aglow with the light of the sun
She purrs in my ear "A new day's begun".

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  1. Date: 4/4/2013 9:45:00 PM

    This is a beautiful piece. I like the irony in this story.You actually led me to beleive something else
  1. Date: 10/7/2012 8:02:00 AM

    A touching poem Patricia, like it. - - Have a lovely Sunday. - xoxo love Anne-Lise :)
  1. Date: 10/6/2012 8:56:00 PM

    I enjoyed your poetry Marie, refreshing and new, glad I stopped in to read your work, have a nice evening, vie
  1. Date: 10/6/2012 7:03:00 PM

    movig writing.

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