Sorceress
The inspiration for the Sorceress poem
Sorceress
In dark, skeletal woodland,
Limbs of trees hang bleached and broken.
Their finger like twigs, now robbed of jewels,
Point sharply to the thieving culprit;
Sorceress, temptress, fiery queen,
Bewitching mistress of the light.
Man’s nemesis, found in the sooty
Footprints of a ruined forest.
©Bernie Delaney
I wrote this poem in response to the visual prompt of the above picture. ” What do you See? “
Other Photo by Angie Corbett-Kuiper on Unsplash
I found it later on and thought that it worked with the poem.
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8 Comments
Helene Vaillant
Thank you for sharing your creative poem Bernie. You did well, I love it!🙂
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Thanks so much for all your encouragement, it means a lot.
syncwithdeep
“Their finger like twigs, robbed of jewels”… Whatta line… Beautiful
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Thrilled that you like it and thanks so much for commenting.
Deep Solanki
NIce poetry
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Thank you, I really appreciate the feedback.
JulesPaige
There are some who do go to that dark side.
You have described it very well 🙂
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Thank you Jules….It can be hard to find the light sometimes!