A Spark of Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time....

When the darkness came to greet me at my door
I would simply answer "She doesn't live here anymore"
And when the darkness prowled around my house to spy
Why, I would simply walk right up and spit into it's eye
Should the darkness have followed me from store to restaurant
I'd have engaged it in conversation and asked it want it wants
If that pesky darkness had sneaked up while I was eating chocolate
Well, then it had to run, before I kicked it in the nuts

But now in present day....

Should the darkness come and descend at times like these
I am sorely tempted to embrace it, beg on my knees
Don't wait until I sleep and dream to steal me away
I am at times willing even in the bright of day
Send out your tendrils, envelop me as a blanket would
and I will snuggle deeper still, If only I could
But yet a spark of Once upon a time, stubbornly remains
Just enough, on days like these, to keep me this side of sane
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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La France Avatar
December 21, 2010 at 8:22 AM
What a deep and beautiful poem, I love many lines within but that line " send out your tendrils, envelop me as a blanket would" gave me goosebumps, well done~~
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December 20, 2010 at 7:39 PM
SUPERB Paula.. a super deluxe write alright.. such conveyance of message and of the inner self struggling with issues .. rhymed so perfectly too my friend.. enjoyed this entertaining piece tonight with luv... happy holidays walking in the light now...
Dietrich Avatar
December 20, 2010 at 7:37 PM
OMGosh, Paula, this is REALLY good. You really approached this with great originality and I LOVED that line "before I kicked it in the nuts" (thinking of a nutty chocolate bar while I read it). Gotta fav this fine work!!
Dietrich Avatar
December 20, 2010 at 7:35 PM
So , Paula, was your first bad word the F word too? thanks so much for the place! Now let me read this poem of yours!
Devonshire Avatar
December 20, 2010 at 6:08 PM
It's times like those you describe when we can go either way -- succumb to the darkness or find a way to let the memories of happier times see us through. Beautifully written, Paula.
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