James Fraser Poet Etheree

She Craved

She
Craved
For the beast.
Amidst his lair
In candle surround,
Ripped white linen clings
As their sweated bodies writhe.
In unification, his seed
Shall spawn the beginning of the dark.
Whilst his translucent shadows walk earths light.

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Carolyn Devonshire June 8, 2010 at 10:46 AM Dark and intriguing poem, James. Sapwning "the beginning of dark" would be the result of an encounter with a beast from Haydes. Excellent etheree and you have my best wishes for the contest! Love, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse June 7, 2010 at 6:56 PM Hey, how are you? Enjooyed reading your works today!

Barbara Gorelick June 7, 2010 at 4:15 PM The candle, the white linen.sweat, seed..its like a real good movie..love it James. BG

Linda-Marie Sweetheart June 7, 2010 at 2:50 PM A wonderful Etheree James and good luck in Andrea's contest with this raw energy exuding from your magnificent words... my kinda poetry.. good luck... with luv from the "Sweetheart"

Sharon Tideswell June 7, 2010 at 2:18 PM This form is a new one to me. Great job, rich in imagery and dark atmosphere ~ Sharon :)

Poet Destroyer A June 7, 2010 at 2:10 PM very nice and interesting write, enjoyed.p.d.