Treasure by [Linderel]

Shy mouth
curving in
the faintest of smiles
that begins to spread


until eyes not only
twinkle
but shine with laughter


rare sight
a touch of happiness

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Written by [Skittles 254] taken from Elfpack Daily Poem Submissions 5

People say being in love is the best thing in the world.
But I have been in love before a few times
and most of the time I got My heart broken.
It makes me not want to be in love again,
But thats not true cause I know there's that ONE person out there for everyone.
So I keep looking till I find him.
That guy that to love with all my Heart<3.

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Serpente Ed Il Fiore (Serpent and the Flower) by [Bookwyrm]


Tainted like the broken leg that sends the horse to slaughter,
Spoiled as the sinful son, or rebellious daughter.
Detested for her master’s bidding, who’s loyalties run dry.
Unfaithful lovers to the end, in other’s arms they die.


Whispers of unsavory pasts, feed lies like fuel to fire.
In townsmen’s minds malicious plans unfold, murder transpires.
Soft-spoken Serpent coils about her fragile throat,
Unknowingly she smiles while he speaks as Shakespeare wrote.


Enticing her with rich, bold wines, and poison from sweet tongue,
Too soon, too late, our lover’s fate was sorrowfully sung.
Her limp form lay silent, asleep from toxins’ treat.
While shameless Serpent takes her, unaware of man’s deceit.


Pleasure etched across his lips, he takes her once again.
Self-glorified in grand conquest, he’ll meet his bitter end.
The townsmen gathered silently, as shadows often do...
And with the magick rites of old, both woman and Serpent slew.


With torches bright and house alight, the townsmen chanted song.
As lady woke, she shrieked and writhed...she would be dead erelong.
Short-lived...the vengeance on lady’s master, the townsmen would soon find.
For her betrayal by friend and foe had her soul eternally maligned.


Her wrenching screams could, through the town, be heard on echoed wind.
And fire’s lit at moon rise her soul would fatally tend.
During hours of the night when sleep and dreams transpired.
Serpent’s hiss would fill the ears of those with whom he’d conspired.
Torture not the innocent, nor seek vengeance on those deserving.
For those who do will tell the tale of who they are now serving.


- March 12th, 2006

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Fall by [Lyon Armonial the healer]

The leaves are falling, a shower of red, yellow, orange and brown,
The death is collecting, hundreds of sticks and trees upon the ground.
The weather is changing; you can feel this presence in the air,
An unnatural sleep, the animals fall to deep slumber everywhere.
A bit of artic air, feel the hairs stand up from this unexpected cold,
Look around now; watch, as everything around you grows old.
Watch carefully, see now how all of it withers away and dies,
Remember, remember, in spring it shall once again arise.
But oh, it seems so far away, a distant memory long forgotten,
And now I look around, and surely I feel down-trodden.
I listen carefully; the creeks speak to me, babbling about anything,
Speaking of the winter approaching, how it shall affect every being.
I look up, the trees cry out and moan, in the breeze their leaves wither away.
They cry out, they cry for the loss of their beloved leaves and for their day.
I look once more at this forest; I now feel that it has been forever forgotten,
And I turn from it, as a tear falls from my eyes for the woods down-trodden.
10.20.05