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Her lover's garden


She walked amongst the garden pews,
to smell the rose and honeydew.

She walked under the waning moon,
milky white with sweet perfume.

The restless chirped and sang their songs,
and cold wind kissed her hair and skin.

Although alone, well she was not,
for in her heart she still held him.

The one who left and disappeared,
or maybe died for all she knew.

But he was there inside her mind,
the night she walked under the pews.

A somber feeling enveloped her,
keeping one safe on a mission’s stead.

She turned to see that dark shadow,
first pricks of fear inside her head.

The yew it wasn’t far away,
and in its bark, carved both their names.

Something kept her feet at bay,
instinct or hate she could not say.

Hate for him or for the dark,
though that was what had brought her here.

She leaned to gain a better look,
then felt the warmth upon her ear.

Jump and gasp,
too scared to scream.

Then turned to see,
the source of breath. 

But only there, the roses gleamed,
Underneath what moon was left.

A thousand drums rang in her ears,
In such silence, the heart’s so loud.

And only then did she realize,
as it began to ebb, there was no sound.

The crickets and beetles and buzzing flies,
or whatever at this hour kept.

Had stopped singing their lullabies,
she never felt more by herself.

That’s by herself, but not alone.
Because something else was in this place.

She turned to look towards her home,
but felt she’d never win that race.

She would be caught or her path blocked,
far too late to scream and shout.

A horror dawned about this garden,
with one way in and one way out.

A strength then tried to flicker to life,
but despair had long ago pulled her down.

If only her love had never left,
she thought, just when she heard the sound.

A ghost appeared both small and low,
slinking bright out the dark shadow.

And as it walked she realized,
it was to a cat, this fear she owed.

Heart beat again and cheeks brought to red,
as she pet the purring by her feet.

But then she touched on something wet,
the cat no longer seemed so sweet.

Her nervous giggling stopped at once,
and the beast looked up into her eyes.

She jumped again, though this time ran.
Straight into the arms of her demise,

He kissed her lips and held her tight.
She recognized her lover’s taste,
 
Then found she could not breathe again,
and when she looked he had no face.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/12/2017 9:04:00 AM
Very well written scary story. Maybe you will comment on mine. I love to read comments.
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Date: 10/10/2017 4:53:00 AM
A compelling story Tony. It would do well in a Halloween contest. I like the dark.
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Date: 10/13/2017 3:54:00 PM
I like the dark as well. Thank you! Happy Halloween too. That's my favorite day of the year!
Date: 10/9/2017 6:25:00 PM
It creates a magical rythm in my mind as I read,,beautiful
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Date: 10/13/2017 3:53:00 PM
Thank you! ;) I've been known to touch a lil magic from time to time! :)
Date: 10/9/2017 3:11:00 PM
So beautiful poem , the lines are so coherent and natural , love has become more beautiful and natural in the Nature of God that is garden..............
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Date: 10/13/2017 3:53:00 PM
;)
Date: 10/9/2017 2:17:00 PM
I have just reads all the poems you wrote and II also enjoyed have enjoyed them all .Her Lover's Garden is a scary poem. I also enjoyed to read. have a nice day my frend.
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Date: 10/13/2017 3:52:00 PM
Thank you! I'm glad you like my work! I hope that all is well with you! :)
Date: 10/9/2017 2:12:00 PM
'Tis a walk of bliss down a lovers' path To receive a kiss No one else shall have
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Date: 10/13/2017 3:51:00 PM
Hahaha! Yes!
Date: 10/9/2017 2:04:00 PM
Beautiful Tony. I loved it
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Date: 10/10/2017 9:24:00 AM
;)
Date: 10/9/2017 1:56:00 PM
Great poem, gripping suspense from one one line to the next. Loved it
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Date: 10/10/2017 9:24:00 AM
I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Date: 9/5/2017 8:00:00 PM
In this poem, the 2-line rhythm adds a staccato beat which contributes greatly to the suspense. Your poem certainly is a gem!
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Date: 9/5/2017 8:32:00 PM
Thank you so much! I'm glad you like it! I hope all is well! :)
Date: 9/5/2017 7:54:00 PM
Wow. Awesome storytelling in this thrilling poem. The suspense is intense. It is definitely a thriller.
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Date: 8/23/2017 12:48:00 AM
Great story Tony. Congrats on your win.
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Date: 8/23/2017 12:52:00 AM
Thank you, Curtis! I'm glad you like it!
Date: 8/9/2017 10:48:00 PM
Oh wow, can you tell a great story. I enjoyed it from beginning to end Tony...Maria
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Date: 8/9/2017 11:53:00 PM
Thank you, Maria. I appreciate the compliment!
Date: 8/5/2017 4:34:00 PM
I was enthralled to the end excellent work
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Date: 8/6/2017 2:05:00 AM
Thank you. I'm glad you like it.