Monday, March 21, 2011
Luna..Lost Child...by Donna Earle
Lost like the moon in a dark sky,
...Where orange lights twinkle afar.
Lost like a babe in the deep wood,
Driving alone in her car.
Luna,no-one can reach you...
You have shut out the uncaring world.
Lost child gone in the morning,
Sweet darling ,moonlit bright girl.
Luna where are you going?
Your eyes are wild like the sea.
Fingernail polish like stardust,
I wish you were coming to me.
But I know your journey is waiting,
You're as far away as a star.
Your face is whiter than snowflakes,
Melancholy, my darling you are.
I will wait here at the gateway,
Until I see you again.
Take my love with you my darling,
Look,my tears are like rain....
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Cinderella...by Donna Earle
Cinderella ...by Donna Earle
Don't be late from the ball Cinderella,
...
maybe you shouldn't dance the last dance,
even if the goth prince insists.
he will love your encrusted silver gown,
and your glass slippers,
he will try and seduce you...
and you will be seduced,
darkness is a part of you.
the lights of a thousand candles
will lure you,
as will the mimosa
in the castle gardens,
with it's secret scent..
also you will be mesmerized
by the green-eyed god of desire...
but it will be his words
that will charm you,
as he can charm
the very
stars from
heaven.
those words he will whisper...
again and again,
he will be intense,
and you will listen,
and the violins will cry,
and the dark dancers will dance.
Your heart will want to stay
and seek ecstasy
in the onyx chamber...
run away before midnight
Cinderella...
or you will never leave.
Don't be late from the ball Cinderella,
...
maybe you shouldn't dance the last dance,
even if the goth prince insists.
he will love your encrusted silver gown,
and your glass slippers,
he will try and seduce you...
and you will be seduced,
darkness is a part of you.
the lights of a thousand candles
will lure you,
as will the mimosa
in the castle gardens,
with it's secret scent..
also you will be mesmerized
by the green-eyed god of desire...
but it will be his words
that will charm you,
as he can charm
the very
stars from
heaven.
those words he will whisper...
again and again,
he will be intense,
and you will listen,
and the violins will cry,
and the dark dancers will dance.
Your heart will want to stay
and seek ecstasy
in the onyx chamber...
run away before midnight
Cinderella...
or you will never leave.
Moon...by Donna Earle
Someone else ..she was someone else,
from another era
...
another frame of reality.
She dressed in glittering gowns
of a hundred years ago,
stiff grey taffeta,
and watered silk.
A castle was her home
in her mind.
She walked in the melancholy gardens
beneath the dripping trees
eating peppemints,
and thinking of nothing.
She was someone else
altogether
on summer nights,
and winter nights,too...
She wore jewels left to her
from her grandmother
whom she had adored
beyond reason,
and losing her
had torn her mind
a little....
old gold rings
she had inherited
silver bracelets,
spider-webbed memories
faint shimmering stones
to wear
in her ears...
but everyone said
that,
the mad light in her eyes
was jewel-like too,
and far brighter than the moon
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In an ice room she's trapped
there's no saving her
she's almost all ice by now
even her eyelashes glitter
and her irises are frost
she is snow blind....
her cheeks, though frozen,wear a pale color
like a fever almost gone,
and her lips have the glaze she always wanted...
lilac ice.