At first, twas sane
whooshing wind, voluptuous waist
fostered feelings, flamy hay
sassy silhouettes, sun’s spooky sway
then came callous alakazam
strained spell spilling whispers
meagre mood foiled, clouds cursed
moaning nature, leering la-de-da lurch
nosy nymph had pricked drooling drum
wielding jumpy jazz, cauldron’s cup
eerie elements traced dark dances
muffled metamorphoses vying vices
taunted time then made moistened call
jolting judgement on nymph to fall.
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Note: of odd ordeals.
Ancestral Trail 