Succumbing To Her Will
The battle of the minds
She's gotten lost in the fog, the air hazy around her,
She stumbles in circles trying to find her way,
The ground is rough, not to mention dirty,
And she struggles in the muddy clay.
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Allow me to introduce this tiny female elf,
Sent to help with the clan's chores,
But she's lost her way in this dirty, barren wasteland,
When she'd much prefer to hang out indoors.
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She's just begun to wonder, terrified,
If there were any predators in this wasteland,
Was she coaxed into the mist,
On an endeavour for the good of the clan?
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She continues to wander, until that is,
She stubs her tiny toes on something rock hard,
Closing her eyes like a young child,
If she cannot see it, then it'll not see her in this junk yard.
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Of course she's being silly,
No longer a child believing in such poppycock,
She peeps through squinty eyes, to find,
A large serpent slithering around a rock.
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A yellow eye watches her in disdain,
As a tongue flickers near,
Testing the senses to decide if she'll make a decent meal,
While she freezes in total fear.
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The serpent's head is four times the size of her,
She coos and whispers that she's not a tasty snack,
As she jumps up on top of the slithering monster,
Ready for the ride of her life, she gets comfortable on its back.
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This tiny female is attempting to put this snake in its place,
As it rolls and whips, in an effort to dislodge her,
She holds on tight to the cold scales,
Getting tossed off or squashed is not what she'd prefer.
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Time passes slowly in the mist,
Magically delaying the positive outcome,
As the serpent tires in defeat,
Slowly realising it has no choice but to succumb.
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By the time the night is over,
That tiny elf has worked her charm,
The serpent become her greatest ally,
Feeling giddy with the win, knowing she'll not come to any harm.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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This was so wonderful my friend!
Small in stature strong in spirit...great story
Another magical piece. I really like where you're going with these lately. Great poem, my friend.