Mephisto Waltz

MEPHISTO WALTZ

Lost in the forest
And worse – the night has come on
Many strange noises
Shivers up and down my spine
Moon just peeking round a cloud

Then    this old farm house
One window lit up    (a barn?)
Smoke from the chimney
I’d heard a hermit lives there
Crazy as a loon they say   

Seems I have a choice –
To stay the night in his barn
Or    find my way out
I decide to take the barn
I’ll sneak around    out of sight

Find some hay inside
And curl up comfy and warm
It’s quite daring    but
What he don’t know won’t hurt him
So    my plan seems safe enough

The barn door opens
There is a soft   but weird    light
I am tentative
But I’m also very tired
I enter and hear music

The dies irae
Before I can turn and run
The hermit has me
In one hand is a bible
In the other a big axe

“Shall we dance?” he says
“My friends play such sweet music”
His friends? – ghouls    zombies!
They play the weird dance of death
The hermit begins to prance

His eyes red as fire
Now I must try to keep step
To ghastly music
I’m in a whirl – off my feet
This mad laugh – the axe descends!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Zzzzz Avatar
October 25, 2011 at 11:54 AM
A tense tale, with a "fade to black" finish. I like it!
Wesley Avatar
October 22, 2011 at 10:15 PM
Love how the imagery builds till my head falls on the floor. I can still dance without it though.
Dietrich Avatar
October 22, 2011 at 12:18 AM
oooh, what an eerie write set to music, Daver! Just on time for Halloween season. Yes, something is wrong with your emails. I can get your stuff but I fear you are not getting MY emails. Anyway, at least we have Soup to write each other here! Thanks for your vote. I thought all the poems presented were magnificent and glad I did not have to vote for one!
Effendi Avatar
October 21, 2011 at 11:30 AM
Scary stuff, Dave. But truly magnificent, really enjoyed it.
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