Twisted Spell
She studied lore and craft
Her heart’s desire to obtain.
She used bat’s wings and chants
And even a little wolfbane.
She locked him in a cage
And cast spells on him each night.
She summoned demons and beasts
And trolls by moonlight.
She took flight with Count Dracula
To learn of his secrets.
Nothing she tried seemed to work
Was this man her weakness?
Finally, defeated
She turned him loose one day.
She said “although I love you
You must be on your way”.
“Your love is what I’ve desired
But it can’t be earned like this.
Before you leave my home
Would you grant me just one kiss?”
He looked at her with kindness
And took her hand with care.
He pulled her close and kissed her
And then he gave her such a glare.
“Although I’ve kissed your lips most foul
You’ll not live to see another nightfall
I am a warlock casting my own spell
Turned you into a rat; quite small.”
Before his eyes, she shrank
And began to grow a snout.
She scampered away quickly
To look for a way out.
Before you cast a spell
On the one you’re sure you love
Be sure you mean as much to him
Not just a thing to be disposed of.
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
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Thank you for posting this Linda. You’re a sweetheart!
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It’s truly my pleasure. I will be thrilled should you decide to post again, too. Your stuff is awesome, and so are you!
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Ouch!
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Love this piece Penny. Great read. And thanks Linda for reminding me that I had not visited Penny’s blog for a long time.
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Reblogged this on Penny Wilson Writes and commented:
My dear friend, Lind has made me a “Guest in Jest”! She posted a little something that I did for this time of year. Be sure to spend some time on her lovely blog! Thank you Linda!
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