Sunday, November 9, 2008


















My lonely girl, caught in a storm
Do you hear the winds moan
The sky flashes angry tears tonight
Where do you wander all alone...
I have known your kind, lady lover

Creep out at night like a rambling witch
With ankles deep in moors discover
Cruel ways to beguile, bewitch
I saw you wander in a tawny wood

And sing incantations to the air
A woman, often misunderstood
A little evil, beyond repair
You tear assunder and recombine

Bits of me, beloved witch
Feel my vision by degrees maligned
Lying with you, doing your hitch.

6 comments:

Amazing Greys said...

is it just me or are you getting better by the day. :)

What's In A Name ? said...

this 'lonely girl' has a 'lady lover' ???

Antigone said...

@ Amazing-

its just you...the dear, forbearing you who puts up with what I write :P

@ WIAN-

the answer to that would be - no. not because a lonely girl can't have a lady lover but because the lady lover and the lonely girl are one and the same person ...or so I intended to express. umm, did I fall short?
but waving that aside for a second..you seem mortified that a lonely girl can have a lady lover... :)

Madhuri said...

Searching for her conscience? It was poignant, it was!

Noisy Autist said...

wow... this is just amazing... so very mysterious, kind of sad black magic.

What's In A Name ? said...

mortified with a capital M. :)