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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Chillax (04/03/14)

TITLE: The Enchanted Ground
By Margaret Kearley
04/10/14


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The flaming sphere slipped from my sight,
Exchanged for streaks of coming night -
I breathed welcome release.
After the gruelling battle fought
‘ Neath burning heat and sun’s onslaught,
There came a restless peace
Which wrapped my heart without a sound -
Beware, Beware, Enchanted Ground!

The armour that had saved my soul
Felt weighty with a heavy toll
And a light whisper grew:
‘Relax, relax, you’ve fought your fight
You don’t need armour through the night,
Lay down, this fight is through!
Come, close your eyes, sleep free, unbound’ -
Beware, Beware, Enchanted Ground!

As weariness assailed each limb,
I caught a sound, though scarcely dim,
Blest Voice I recognised;
‘Come stand, lean hard upon my arm
Let not this present pressing harm
O’erpower you with its guise.
Many a one slept here and found
The danger of Enchanted Ground.’

I stumbled to my feet, aghast
That such sleep might have been my last!
I grasped His outstretched Hand.
Together, at His chosen pace,
We progressed through the misted waste
And left the curse-d land.
Enchanted? no, its spell of charm
Entices with deep devious harm.


A new day dawned, sun’s flaming sphere
Shone brightly on fresh morning clear,
The air again was pure.
Birds sang, flowers grew, refreshment sweet
Lay in abundance at my feet
With this assurance sure:
His portion for each day is best -
In toil, in fight, in work, in rest.



Thoughts on the enchanted ground borrowed from John Bunyan’s Pilgrim’s Progress


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Marita Thelander 04/11/14
I had to read through this twice to grasp the imagery.

I actually feel forewarned not to chillax too much, lest I stumble into enchanted ground.

Well written. Loved it enough to go back and read it a third time. :)



Joe Moreland04/13/14
I felt like I'd stumbled across a long lost Lewis Carroll poem. I was mesmerized by its pace and the imagery. I felt as though I was on enchanted ground. You did a fantastic job of luring me in and carrying me on your words and phrases at a pace that was both fast and slow.

Great job!
Toni Hammer 04/13/14
Fabulous imagery and on point rhythm. Fantastic poem. Thank you for sharing your talent with us.
CD Swanson 04/14/14
Beautiful...felt like I was reading a page from the "literary giants" at a library from days gone by!

Lovely.

God bless~
Bea Edwards 04/14/14
oooh so weighty while yet gentle and lovely a reminder to be always ready with our armor.

The battle rages on even while we sleep.

Verna Cole Mitchell 04/17/14
Congratulations on your EC for this absolutely lovely poem!
CD Swanson 04/17/14
Congrats Margaret!

God bless~
Beth LaBuff 04/25/14
I always love to "chillax" in your poetry. You are gifted with creating emotion, images, mystery and cadence. This reader LOVES what you accomplish. Many congrats on your Editor's Choice award! <3