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Crook Faux Demise

by James Zealy

Intrigue drips like an elegant sauterne
From her cool amethyst eyes
Flashing like moonlight gems a burn
Radiating a ghostly pallor guise

A whoosh is heard from a midnight wind
Rustling the summer wheat ready to thresh
As if a specter is trying to escape the sin
Of a maul swinging death

She is gone in an instant
Graft hued apparition
Fleeing the crook ascent
Of the reaper's scythe intent


Author's Note: crook, whoosh, intrigue, maul, amethyst, graft, sauterne,and thresh. 30's April challenge

Posted on 04/11/2005
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