Stolen.

captivated

Locked , rooted to the spot

I was entrapped, cold yet blood hot.

Roots  from the soil wound up my thighs

My birds escaped me and took to the skies.

The words flew about the pages

As important as the words of sages.

I could not  move I was lost

They said read the pages at your cost.

Curiosity I could not contain

Captivated, I felt no pain.

All at once I was lifted  into the sky

Up into the grey where my  birds fly

Wind in my hair, no fear, I could not die.

Then down , down in to the tomb

Lost forever , trapped in the gloom.

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Another of my old poem reworked from 2014.

Stolen.

captivated

Locked , rooted to the spot

I was entrapped cold yet blood hot.

Roots  from the soil wound up my thighs

My birds escaped me and took off to the skies.

The words flew about the pages

As important as the words of sages.

I could not  move I was lost

They told me open the pages at your cost.

Curiosity I could not contain

I was captivated I felt no pain.

All at once I was lifted  into the sky

Up into the grey where my  birds did fly

Wind in my hair  no fear I was no more I could not die.

Then down , down in to the tomb

Lost forever , seen no more gone,no home.

Lost forever

JusJoJan : Little Mae and Polar Bear 07/01/2014

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The child’s affections  were taken by the Witch of the East

She was feeding his ego and dark  side, encouraging his beast.

What ever he wanted his tiniest whim

She indulged and pampered making sure  she spoiled him.

 

This was her baby, we know  this is true

But to take spite on Mae was, above  all things,  what she wanted to do.

Already  he was demanding and pouting  if denied

The witch  fed his tempers and cuddled him when he cried .

 

He was no longer asking for his beloved sister Mae

The witch had made  certain all thoughts of his life before were blown way.

All of his days  in her palace  spent having his own way

His  mother by birth she may be, yet it is evil that drives her as she keeps the child in sway.

 

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Meanwhile  the Winter Queen has found  water and feed  for the horses

Ewen and his men are still as strong in their support of  Mae, yet so uncertain  of what their course is.

Three weeks now  they have been struggling  through the blinding snow

This is Mae’s homeland  but she is lost , there is not a landmark or a person , this land she does not know.

 

Mae  feels the pain in her heart for her stolen brother ,

Polar Bear suffers the pain of an unrequited lover .

Ewen and his men feel the cold , lost in this wasteland their hope begins to die and wither.

Mae begins to wonder if they will ever reach their goal, why did she accept  the Witch of the East’s summons hither.