The Hallowed Wood

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Another poem involving Prosperina (Persphone) and Ceres (Demeter), been on a mythology kick lately.

It's actually titled "In The Woods" but guess that's a pretty popular title on Booksie so I had to change it. Hey Booksie :P

In The Woods 05/05/2011

I, find myself in these hallowed woods, for I had thought he would keep me in the Elysium.
Yet I am here, or I think I am here, I am somewhere. I look for you but you don't appear,
I call for you but you don't hear. These golden hills have lost it's fade and I see truly the
hell he hath made. I run out of fear, I tread because of hope, I flee because all
else is lost to me. Come find me before he does, I beg of you. Don't leave me in this cold
darkness. As a child I ran in the fields of pure sunlight, as an adult I run from the woods of
pure night. I run to who has always protected me, I run to my mother.

Seek me.


©2011 Tragedienne Belle Morte


Submitted: May 05, 2011

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