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She lay there ever so still
Pulling up the blanket as she begins to feel a chill
Eyes rolling to the back of the head
As she rolls over in her bed
Body functions slowed down while her mind sped
As she lay ever so calm her mind decides to open
The first sight is that of rose petals floating
As they land on a bed made for a king
Walking through the big wood door
The sun shines through the windows from the ceiling to the floor
A light skinned man standing 6 feet tall with the most cut muscles is something she could not
ignore
He starts to close the shades to darken the room
As she sits on the bed starring at him she has no idea what he has in store
One thing she did want to do is explore
As he starts to light candles to give the room that dim light
She thinks in her head I am going to have fun tonight
He looks at her and says “do you have your passport because tonight we are going to take
flight”
Asking for her permission as he wants to be polite
She thinks to herself no need to ask your going to stay overnight
He approaches her and she licks her lips has her heart begins to race
Laying her down on the silk sheets he knows he is going past first base
His hand going up her shirt as he lands that first kiss on her lip
Taking heavy breaths and she has boarded and about to take a trip
His hands working his way down and her pants he begins to unzip
Slowly touching her body all over she cant take it anymore as she yells strip
Two bodies pressed together under a silk smooth sheet
Gripping his back while biting her tongue as the plane is now in the air
The dragon no longer defends as the knight has entered her lair
Eyes rolling to the back of her head full of pleasure she can’t bare
She couldn’t help herself “don’t stop” was her declare
She was finally getting what she always wanted which was a love affair
Penetrating to the back of her lair he goes
Reaching her climax her body shaking she froze
The plane landed and up she arose
Fully satisfied in his arms she lay
She only wanted his treats but she got the whole buffet
No longer wanting to be closed she gave him the key
The best night that she has ever had is something she must agree
She woke up suddenly to realize it was just a fantasy
© Jeremy Fennell
This battle began,
a long time ago.
The land was pure darkness and evil
Ruled by a giant named Ma'ahar
Crimson eyes shone in the darkness-
Upon his head
sat immense black horns
with daggers for ends.
He lived upon blood spilled
from the Earth's creatures
In blackness he ruled from the beginning-
Expecting his reign
Never ending.
On a dreary day, or maybe it was night
One could never tell (in those times)
Clouds parted, from the Heavens came
a never before seen light-
Instantly blinded, Ma'ahars'
minions took flight-
Underground...
till this day where they are still bound.
From this opening in the Heavens
Came a huge rumbling (today known as thunder)
And bolts of lightening,
Which upon a massive herd of white beasts rode
In their lead- was Tanindem.
And a challenging bellow he bestowed
Tanindem, a beast silvery white
Huge in size, fearless to any spite
A Unicorn, never before seen by those
in the dark
Upon his head he wore a horn of magic
Boundless divine Magic created by the Heavens
to battle the Mighty Ma'ahar and his
Nefarious evil-
To end the eternal night.
Ma'ahar screamed his fury
iron legs, split hooves digging up the earth
He charged Tanindem with all the maniacal strength
and hate He could forge
Tanindem- sending his army to bring light
to the rest of the world
Lowered his his head- His horn
of eternal purity
ran to the charge.
A calamity of two colossal beings
Fighting for the win
One of day. one of night.
This battle began a long time ago.
And has never finished.
The two struggle to this very day-
Which is why there is light
and there is night.
If this battle ever ends-
Let's hope it is Tanindem who wins.
Eternal night and despair
Is all Ma'ahar has to share.
** Tanindem sent his army of Unicorns out upon the world to bring light to all places
covered in darkness, which was every place. From then on, things grew. Plants, and
animals. Eventually humans came upon the Earth. Only the very purest of humans may
encounter Tenindem's messengers. The very first man of recorded history met a Unicorn. His
name was Adam.
6th place in the "Fantasy" contest by Tirzah Conway
A. Green
9.
like the light
like the dark
yet it is full of the sound of steps
again it wakes up on the forest-road
taking leave from the yellow construction
all the sound of the bamboo-flute
sinks today into the green minerals
it is not moonlight
on the road it is some north-east sadness
he who comes admits his body
with the divine sin
if you are sorry be water for three days now
through out the day and night
there is the paraffin of fire-flies
the blue cough is not from the sky
it may be some tusu-gaan fly off
from the chest of the straight-line
that has been wiped out
10.
i’ve deposited my metallic heart
to the archaeological-store of the wind
and i send rolling this bare eyes towards the fog
frequently
i make the crystal of her hair soft
i can see those crows
whose jaws are not closed
the colour is also
as if it were burst into cotton
can the anchal of danekhali sari swallow the kernel
and water of the blue tooth-brash after opening its husk
i say to the head with earnest request
oh my father keep cool
and look at the rain-pipe inside which
there is all the dances of the peacocks
11.
in the dim light
the predecessors of the dead stars
tell stories
this dhaba
is beside the long bus-root
yet it is still not satisfied
with the shrimps
the tail of the black drongo
hanging from the farakka bridge
is divided
towards the ganga
towards the padma
the gramophone of the mid-noon
continues to sound at the midnight
those who are doing pilgrimage
on the back of tigers
within the lighting zone of their torch
all the nearest of men who get lost
cover their faces
you know very well that the memory-gland of the wind
becomes how much river-minded when it walks through the fire
On a dark isle off Scotland's west coast
There sits a castle with it's evil host
This harbourer of witchcraft and demonic doom
Is to leave this planet like a deathly dark tomb
Servants of the night as they have in the past
Will once again rise to finish their task
Summoned they will come from the fires of Hades
Black angels of him to the light they'll degrade
At every full moon they command the skies
They will unleash their fear with shrieking cries
These bat shaped creatures with heads of snake
Devour their enemy to a deadened shake
Villages and towns make ready their night
The safety of the clans from evils delights
Deep in the cellars and caves where we hide
Discussions for hope to repair this divide
Tears flow as emotions are shared
When this hell is over how many of us will be spared
From where we shelter we hear terrorising screams
To the older of us, it's more reoccurring dreams
Into the hours of the morn the onslaught goes on
What kind of a place can these creatures come from
Suddenly we hear the most thunderous of crashes
As the cobalt blue black is cut through with flashes
We see on the hills the glowing of white
Sporadic they are as they come out of the night
These riders of white on unicorns they ride
Is this what will save us and repair the divide
They raise their arms releasing white silver flashes
Connecting with these creatures as they turn into ashes
Many hours of conflict as the dawn brings a new day
The land reeks of battle and deathly decay
As we enter the light and our surroundings we view
The count leaves not many, I'm just one of a few
To the unicorns we turn, in praise to declare
But we see nothing at all, they were no longer there
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The demon threw a blow,
and fell off balance,
without nothing to show,
the white winged Angel
grabbed the striking hand,
took control,
took command,
and pulled the demon through the door,
a simple twist,
and he threw the demon to the floor,
the demon thought about the attack,
as he landed solidly on his back,
he stayed down just for a moment,
and gathered his legs beneath him,
and was prepared to strike,
the Angel stood evenly, wings arched and wide,
firm feet so there would be no loss of stride,
the demon drew back hist fist,
released a blood curdling hiss,
dark eyes full of anger,
and hatred made him explode,
but the Angel reached into the demon’s rotting flesh,
grabbed his lower spine,
and yanked it out like a tree vine,
the demon hesitated, trembling with effort to stand,
he held himself up and to maintain command,
he tried to keep his calm, but it failed,
the anger on his face, replaced with shame,
failure was not part of the plan, or part of the game,
his dark features went blank,
he fell forward to the ground,
a light thump, but a heavy pound,
and his death had the desired impact,
it was what started the attack,
in this holy war of the land,
but the white winged Angel felt that something wasn’t right,
there was no light coming in from the distant night,
darkness moved,
the air smelled of doom,
the feeling inside him was gloom,
The Angel just defeated the Devil’s son,
revenge...
Was the word that shot through his head,
and nothing could be done,
the Angel looked down,
toward the ground,
heart missing a pound,
as the demon’s dark eyes, red,
rotting flesh, with purpose,
beating heart, now dead,
revenge...
Enough said!
Swimming in a forest of Great and tall Trees,
Walking in a sea of fragrance so sweet
and Glowing in the doorway,
Blue eyes are gleaming....
It's the Green Man and he sees me dreaming.
In a swirl of blue around the Earth drew,
his Oceans to protect the Seas.
A light in a beam, he shines in a stream,
creating the electric bees. And a breeze...
Giving life in the Light and a cycle so right,
he's growing his love in the seeds.
Making glow candle bright to continue right
he's loving his Trees into Light.
And they're beaming....glowing on the wick
and streaming...
It's the Green Man and he sees me dreaming.
"Come the Great Bat" by his side in a stride
Nurishing Time that was right for the flight.
Feeding with care and with love and with pride,
the MasterPeace Trees on his Mountain side.
Makes a Moon shine in a Knight she's seeing,
Two eyes through, the light and they're beaming...
The Green Man's Trees are the seas in my dreaming.
Candle: "You think your so bright."
Light Blub: "I'm supposed to be that way."
but at least I don't go out, everytime
a breeze blows in."
Candle: " Hey I been here longer
than you."
Light Blub: "Edison invented me, who
invented you."?
Candle: "Don't really know for sure,
but I have been around longer."
Light blub: "You already said that."
Candle: "I get so mad, everytime
someone says, they have an idea,
they compare it to a light blub."
Light blub: "Who else."
Candle: "When the power goes out,
we're the first things people reach
for."
Edison: "Listen here you two, you
both serve a purpose and are needed
very much, don't you see."
Light blub: "He's right, I'm
sorry candle"
Candle: "Your forgiven, light blub,
so am I."
wrote 4-11-07
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