A very lonely girl sat in a very lovely chair. In a very lonely room within a lovely house, On top of a lonely hill beside a lovely sea. Reading lonely stories about lovely people. Who lived lonely lives in lovely places, At the top of a lonely world in lovely ice castles. And then it happened……… As she sat reading Lips moving Eyes darting Fingers flipping Tongue wetting She noticed from the corner of her eye The silk line of a visitor Hovering beside her Touching her hair Invading her lair Her moment Her A suitcase in eight leg grasp A sack secured A bag of bumps A purse holding A chest of dealings A gift Laid on a table edge the package released And a wink of multiple eye A fur lined tentacle to mouth A nilly nod in direction done And up and away to starting square And off The girl reset herself from coil Sat back down and saw Reached out and felt Pondered and rolled Grasped and shook Placed eyes at ceiling Nothing Why very strange What was this for? Who was this from? Where should she put it? When She took to the garden and tossed amoung Hidden in green leaves Under thistle and yellow vines Next to dirt that help growth And turned away Gone The sun rose amoung the trees…… Happy and unafraid of new beginnings The girl noticed her garden shinning Ventured near and quiet The package had grow in moonlight and dew And possessed three portals Exposed The size of a pumpkin placed centered Stationary and coloured Incased in gold samplings Of crusted coverings Sunlight showered Inviting The lonely girl lowered eyes to window left And peered upon her own birth Her family around smiling and joyous Her first breath in a world thrust Her first steps over Searching The lonely girl looked in the centre window And saw her lovely house on lovely hill Her lonely life casual and dull And no one around to share a word No music or song or dance or life Saddened The lonely girl peaked in the right window And saw a lonely pale lady grayed Eyes ungiving and frail in hollow sockets Solitary and singular shaken from desire Touched by no one and held close by none Stilled And lightning struck the ground on a clear day… And the rounded sphere was destroyed In plain view completely and vanished But the lesson was learned from within Before the light retained its position above And spurn and revitalized her head flooded And off she went The lonely girl would be alive from now on Forewarned by unrequested knowledge But earnest interacting that produced Wonderment held from visions Of changeable settamentary ways In nicks time The unlonely girl dressed herself up In coloured robes of all splendor And paraded herself to towns beyond And gathered smiles and friends Held parties and courted Never to gain lifes third window Ever And so…. Invited the silk and wonder of packaged Visitors who's request for life Is one that catches you before your time Is forgotten and silenced by neglect Of your lovely dreams within loving's reach Daily
Reason for writing:
a poetry challenge to Lindsay at lakes edge in Rochester
Birth sign: Aquarius
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