Picturesque Village - A Fairytale

In

Picturesque Village

Pastel sublime

There is a mystery

Of the most

Esoteric kind

I sat in wonder

As it boggled

My mind

The streets

Were empty

Not one child

Could I find

"Where have all

The children gone?"

I asked

While I dined

The waiter

Blinked twice

As he glanced

My way

His smile

Misaligned

His answer

Left me

Even more

Perplexed

And out of rhyme

"Yes, isn't it nice.

The streets

Are quiet and safe

To enjoy

The sunshine.

Our children

Are all devised

And predesigned.

They must stay

In our special schools

Until

They've all been

Entirely

Streamlined."

He said it so

Matter-of-fact

I could not

Raise a response

So I finished

My meal

And I'd like to add

It was mighty fine

Quickly drove off

Just in the nick of time

Before they

Decided

That I should be

Redesigned

I left

That village behind

No village of mine

That Picturesque Village

Pastel sublime

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Charlatan

Your smile

Masks malignancy

A fraudulent

Expression of intimacy

Charlatan

A betrayer

Of trust

Vows of honesty

Have turned to rust

Charlatan

You shall reap

What you've sown

The bitch

Yes, that bitch

Your soul

She shall own

Karma

Will come

A callin' 

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Frozen Stills

I've sealed my lips

To bite my tongue

Ruminate on

One still so young

Time is lost

The years have passed

Frozen stills

Of whispered past

Sentiments

Saline blurred

Bygone seasons

Gently stirred

Shall eyes reflect

Genuine contentment

Or the warmth

Of cheeks thoroughly burnt

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

The Necromancer

The Necromancer - Spoken Word (Phatwitz Collaboration)

Yestreen

At witching time

I was awoken

When

I heard the howl

So eerily foul

AAaaaaooooOO!

AAaaaaooooOO!

The necromancer

Was a bewitching dancer

That's the tale I was told

Since I was four years old

Tall and statuesque

Beauty in arabesque

Now bent and grotesque

Thanks to a man

Who couldn't understand

Her god-given gifts

It caused

An uncrossable rift

Her love for him

Unmeasurable

For him she would do

The unthinkable

But her gift

Was in her DNA

Remove them?

No way!

One night he stole away

Not a word did he say

No one saw hide nor hair

As if he vanished

Into thin air

Oh how she howled

A howl

So eerily foul

AAaaaaooooOO!

AAaaaaooooOO!

The Necromancer

Was a bewitching dancer

A witness some claimed

Saw her that night

It was a frightful sight

The night her man

Took off and ran

It was a full moon

Don't you know

Her in the meadow

All aglow

Clawing, clawing, clawing

Scratching and mauling

Her face

It was an alarming

Case

Her blood streaming down

As she pirouette

Round and round

Marking the ground

Nothing grows there

To this very day

And for many years

She lay in tears

The heartbreak

Of the betrayed

She slowly grew bowed

Each day

Maybe there was a burden

Too heavy

For her shoulders

To carry

Or vengeful hands

Tugging her down

Pulling her down

To the ground

Many had their own

Theories

But never made

Any inquiries

It's been decades now

But every year I hear the howl

Of the necromancer

She was a bewitching dancer

AAaaaaooooOO!

AAaaaaooooOO!

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Braided Reminder

On my arm

A braided reminder

Of who I am

And who

I continue

To wish to be

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

An Afternoon of Champagne and Delights

Beneath a vine covered pergola

Laughter and tinkling

Can be heard

Bubbles effervesce

While the sun made

Its post-meridian

Journey west

The golden glow

It left behind

Bathed the landscape

In empyreal light

A most delectable

Ambiance

For an afternoon

Of champagne

And delights

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

At The Seams

Just finished

A dress

I had to mend

It was coming apart

At the seams

I'm not

A great seamstress

If only

In my dreams

I wish

It was as easy

To stitch

The fissures

In my soul

These little tears

Day by day

Are slowly

Taking its toll

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

A Memory

Me and my daughter, Angelique, Halloween 2013 in our Flashdance costumes

Around the mid 80's I was in my teens.  I loved the movie 'Flashdance'.  Do you remember it?  The one starring the gorgeous Jennifer Beals?  I loved to dance to the track Maniac by Michael Sembello.  I would play it over and over again.  One day, while I was in the middle of my solo Flashdance dance off, my tiny, sweet, mild-mannered grandmother burst suddenly into the room yelling "Do you want to be a maniac!  Stop listening to that song!"  I was stunned speechless as she stomped off, her short wavy salt and pepper hair bouncing in agitation while steam blew out of her ears.  And then, I giggled hysterically because she just looked so darned cute.  Dang, I miss her.

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Slightly Fragmented

I crave solitude

My idiosyncrasy

I withdraw

For days

Never meeting

A soul

In my hermetic

Existence

Alone

I stitch together

The minim fractures

Created by

Life's heavy hand

Slowly refurbishing

Drowning

In sweet oils

And soothing tunes

To rise once again

Revitalized but

Slightly fragmented

Almost new

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

I Said Goodbye

To my love

I said goodbye

Silent tears

Are left to dry

Through sullen lips

Pass doleful sighs

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

Vanity

Vanity

A major player

In the game

Of this life called "Me"

It's the fame

You see

The applause

From the fandom of three

Me, myself and I

Selfie me this

And selfie me that

A selfie of me

In my brand new hat

Quite proud

It made it somehow

While I pat my back

And take a bow

(One out of fifty)

Not bad I say

Only had to delete

Forty-nine today

Oh ego

Where did "We" go?

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015

A Table For Two

We were here

In this place

Of make believe

Not so long ago

Candlelight dinners

A table for two

With sand at our feet

Our eyes only

For me and you

Reality

A lifetime away

Star filled nights

Full of wants

And unsaid words

Silently wishing

You could stay

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2015