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Topic: Illustrate the meaning of “All that Glitters is Not Gold” (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (01/24/08)
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TITLE: Final Desire | Previous Challenge Entry
By J Mitchell
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Malicious queen of delight and desire
Clutched men’s souls in her deceptive trance
Only a fool dared to chance a venture
Demanding all for her be given
No place for love no space for censure
Soothing voice sweetly slaved the living
Hair of stunning, eyes that entrance, lips of promise
All was taken, nothing given
Showered by jewels of great design
The sweetest of nectars to quench the thirst
Finest of cuisines were hers to dine
Preying upon men as witless stools
A heart of ice, loathing the light
There was no pity, all men were ghouls
Compelling there soul to the mistress of desire
They would obey no matter the cost
The illusory promise of heaven turned to fire
One creation she could not entice
Time did pass and dim her flame
Men no longer craved to play her price
Doomed to sorrow, to face the shame
To loath the past, to feel the pain
Heaven's lost, devil's gain
Did Satan claim the repentant soul
A perishing body depart lamenting
Another life release its hold
Heaven did thrust a spear
There was the blood, there was the cure
Peace and life or death and fear
No matter the sin, no matter the fall
The blessed hope to all who trust
Could with final gasp she heeded the call
A desert grave, flowers so frail
Etched in stone “As you will
Heaven or Hell”
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Two minor awkward spots:
Compelling there soul to the mistress of desire
...should be their souls
And "hair of stunning" may need to be rephrased.
Other than that, I found this a powerful and moving poem, very well done.
Preying upon men as witless stools
A heart of ice, loathing the light
There was no pity, all men were ghouls
Pretty descriptive! ^_^
I think that your use of the word "did" in a few lines is awkward, you might want to work at rewording them. Particularly in the lines "Time did pass and dim her flame" and "Heaven did thrust a spear"...
Excellent job! Keep up the good work!
Blessings,
Ben