A Simple Jar

A simple jar caked in dust,

Its seal unbroken for many a year,

Left to the unabating chill of its tower cell.

Where did it come from,

Who left it to its lonely existence?

This solitary place of the hardest granite,

Cold and dark, leaves me bathed in anguish.

Was it abandoned for fear of some great chimerical creature,

Some nightmare from ancient mythology?

Perhaps a split tongued, beaked devil thrusting leathery wings?

What mystical secrets might this vessel reserve?

If only it could speak; what mysteries, dark and erratic might it tell?

Tales of knights, sprained, bent and broken in the heat of battle,

Witches, warlocks, sorcerers, bent on destroying its enigma,

Creatures from the pits of hell sent to capture it for Satan’s purposes,

Fair maidens sacrificed in its ultimate defense.

All this buried so long ago in its fortress tomb,

Protected by a simple jar caked in dust.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Prompt Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Wordle #7

 

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On the Breath of the Hideous Beast

On the breath of the hideous beast,

The musk of man most surely seeped through.

To him her throat was like an elaborate feast,

As his clawed hands wound, her fear grew.

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Her hair a mix of auburn tangle and knot,

From chase through thicket sharp and deep.

The witches coven in a diabolical plot,

Souls unsuspecting they hoped to reap.

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This fairest maiden, a nymph to be sure,

Was sacrificed to Hell on Albatross wing.

As Satan’s minion fulfills their lore,

Discordant the coven dances and sings.

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Then the unlikeliest of heroes appeared,

A mendicant cloaked in camels hair robe.

Wielding a sword Templar cross in it was seared,

Though the Templars had vanished long ago I was told.

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Under Mother Ursa Minor, Polaris brightly shining,

The fleet-footed beggar struck a single fatal blow.

Striking the beast’s skull tangerine sparks blinding,

Sending him to Hell whence he came down below.

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Lowering his hood the beggar glowed unearthly white,

This man was not a man as we assumed.

Pointing his sword up to Heaven and the night,

He disappeared banishing the coven to the gloom.

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The beggar–an angel sent from Almighty I suppose,

Will the wonders from above never cease.

Sent to save us all from God’s worst demonic foes,

Guiding us into eternal peace.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

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Writing Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Wordle #5