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Midnight Fancy

Contributed by freckle on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 07:41:54 PM in AEST
Topic: fantasy



Midnight Fancy

Alone in his study
he heard nothing
but the tick,
tick,
tick,

of the clock

In his hands he held
a book of poems
He read of love
and
longingly wished
he,
would be so blessed

The only answer
to his wish
the tick,
tick

of the clock

She cried herself
to sleep


Alone
in a strange land
she longed
for love
to save her

Surely the kind woodsman
and his wife
would care for her
but for how long

How long
until
that blackhearted beast
hunted her down
and claimed her
as his own

She slept
fitfully
with dreams in which
fairies danced
and led her
to her one true love

He must have dozed
the embers
barely glowed
and the book
lay at his feet

The tick,
tick

of the clock
reminding him
the hour was late

He heard the clock
grow silent
as he stoked the fire
adding more wood

The embers
flew
up
like fairy dust
shimmering
in the wind

Turning to see the clock
he saw her
young, beautiful
and sleeping
fitfully
upon his floor

The clock
resumed
its tick,
tick,
tick


He wondered,
but would n'er question
the fates
that had brought
her to him

He knew it only
as a gift
as he looked on her
with love

She turned in her sleep
warmed,
by the fire

Fire!
Her eyes flew wide
for the woodman
had no hearth
in her small room

She gazed then
into the eyes
of another
into her destiny

And as a smile
crept across
her face
She heard
the tick,
tick

of the clock.

Carol




Copyright © freckle ... [ 2005-04-19 19:41:54]
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Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by ROUGE on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 07:50:32 PM AEST
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take a bow mu friend, this was over -- reachingly long but worth the read, i love it.

rouge


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Nazmythian on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 07:59:34 PM AEST
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what were you havin for lunch Carol? I want some !!! Fabulous story. Wonderfully written.

I really like this.

Nazzy ~


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 08:13:30 PM AEST
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i agree w/ Nazzy, it's an amazing story. Great write.


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 19th April 2005 @ 08:37:59 PM AEST
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This is a enchanting , and wonderful write!! I really enjoyed reading this.

Leia


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Vampirequeen on Wednesday, 20th April 2005 @ 01:03:25 PM AEST
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Lol Nazzy is right whatever you had for lunch i want some too.
Anyways awsome write.


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 27th April 2005 @ 03:37:24 AM AEST
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Amazing...Amazing....Amazing....I don't know what else to say.....Amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 14th May 2005 @ 03:37:41 PM AEST
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Stands up and claps......!!!!

Oooooo, my favorite kind of story!!!
Artfully done! clever and well crafted. I can't praise this enough!


Re: Midnight Fancy (User Rating: 1 )
by SensitiveSoAbused on Tuesday, 7th June 2005 @ 07:41:11 PM AEST
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Your style is astonishing... i feel the deja vous of myself... it reminds me greatly of a style i have used frequently myself.


Look at the poems Typeclick, Pontificative Transparent, Blue Eyes Blacklight Crucifix, StrobeRed...

I'd go on but as I think of it... ive near 150 poems... i couldn't possibly continue reccomending...


lol




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