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  The Promise
by Paul Williams
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Rated "G" by the Author.

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Here's a little seasonal offering...


The Promise


 


Tis’ dark this night my love,


the wind lashes the rain


with a vengeful arrogance


and sends timbered fingers


dancing across the study


window with an accusing diction.


 


Tis’ dark this night my love,


the shadows hold is cold


against the dying embers of the fire.


You are my only warmth, my comfort.


Your eyes enamour, even now…


they allure and entice, catching in dying light.


 


I loose myself in their ocular discourse


 


and remember…


 


your beauty and grace, your


tender hands caressing my face


our pulsating bodies entwined


and the new heights we’d find.


 


My salacious enigma who made me slave


to her sybaritic decree


to which I willingly succumbed.


 


And remember…


 


The promise we made


to go beyond the grave,


the eternal love we swore…


that was of course


before you turned whore.


 


Tis’ dark this night my love,


I kept my promise


though, not as you would’ve liked.


 


You let green eyed Asmodeus


take me, his  talons


rending a shrivelled heart


but I kept my promise


that we’d never part.


 


Tis’ dark this night my love,


my heart weighs heavy


and hands are red with blood.


 


I just wanted to look into your eyes


once more…


before I returned the jar to the shelf


next to rest of your dismembered self.


 


 


© Paul Williams 2006


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 




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Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner
Dark a little creepy write, could stand for many things, enjoyed reading though.
Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)
A very dark write, although I must say I do enjoy a dark one from time to time.
Reviewed by Regis Auffray
Wow! Such a chilling write, Paul. Brrr... ...very effective and most à propos and seasonal. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you,

Regis
Reviewed by S J (Reader)
Paul,
"The Promise" most chilling lines!
"You let green eyed Asmodeus
take me, his talons
rending a shrivelled heart
but I kept my promise
that we’d never part"
'Tis a very dark, intense poem!

Excellent writing!

Thank you,
Sheila
I write dark poetry as well;-)
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
This is very dark...but I think I know where this is coming from Chuck!!

Almost as creepy as the ghost in my PC!!

Very well written Chuckie!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by richard cederberg
Paul ...

OK ... this was creepy and masterfully effective. Your muse on this one must have been the progeny of Steven King.

Your lines:
"My salacious enigma who made me slave
to her sybaritic decree
to which I willingly succumbed."

was stunningly effective. Very rarely does one hear or see the word "sybaritic"

A good synonym would be voluptuary, also very rarely used.

In fraternity and poetic vision ...
A great write my friend ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg

Reviewed by Antoinette Kopperfield
Paul,
Oh my goodness..Why did you get that photo? Great writing :)
Antoinette
Reviewed by Mr. Ed
What an ending, Sparky!

PS Have you been hangin out with Andy the Ripper?!
Reviewed by E T Waldron
Oh my! talk about horror! This was very clever Paul, you let it play out a bit then wham we could realize something wasn't right! I'm on my way to bed and will hae to play some uplifting music to get this settled on a back burner;-)...Excellent!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR, Paul,

Thanks. Not the poem to read just before bedtime!!!!!!!!!!! A chiller thriller, indeed...sure to feed my nightmare factory and make it work overtime. THANKS. (Well done, by the way, but BRRRRRRRRRR!)

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Dawn Field
An extremly dark write but well written ~D~
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
TALKING OF SUCH KB SAYS YES AND WHEN...I'll find you a lover from the dungeons yet my northern softy..
Reviewed by Lew Duffey
Quote the Raven, Never more.
Dark one, this!
God Bless,
Lew
Reviewed by Approximately Naive
Echoes of Edgar Allan Poe - taut imagery, made my shoulders tense reading it, hence the psychsomatic impact of this dark poem.
Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater
A pickaroon, comparable to a scythe, you GRIM REAPER, you, What's in the stew? Bloody stumps no taller'n a Mason jar be left standing, chopped the ho, visit your blacksmith, Paul, a twelve-inch broadax to cut Samhain ties, steel-toe boots and codpiece intact, no lost toes or Doncaster's Pilaster to a stray stroke of the broadax...now you have to watch out for Killer Kate...

Sage
Reviewed by Victor Buhagiar (Reader)
Echoes of Browning's Porphyria’s Lover’s, but more modern in rendition. Excellent and well done. Victor
Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Seasonal, maybe, but its impact will haunt for a lifetime... I have NEVER forgotten that image which I just know you have posted here before. Superb tension here and so icily real in the deep psychologies of relationships somewhere - those that "loved til death" and those that "loved in vain". And, tonight, here in England WHOLE FACE TRANSPLANTS?????!!!! I don't think this woman's face, though I have never seen it, will ever disappear from the power of this pen... In other words, STORMING!!!!!!! You are in your genre here, Dr Jekyl, and no mistake... LOL Kowering Kate xx
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
OMG,Well done
Reviewed by Peter Paton
Paul

A gripping and terrifying seasonal offering..
I am glad this is fiction..;-)

Peter
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