Hexenring
(By Elusive Trope)

traversing

betwixt day and night

familiar

dun forest

now rife with ferment scurry

the legs move in haste

,

snap of twigs

a rustle in brush

an inkling

of menace

above all else stay on path

gallop as brisk wind

,

enough sun

to reveal path gone

a panic

now frozen

within dreaded hexenring

encircled and cursed

.

a misstep

interlope the sacred

dwindle light

morph to bleak

whirl around though no way out

the ring of fungi

.

wisp of wings

swirl and swarm his mind

the hissing

dance dance dance

twirl to a maddening note

compelled pirouette

.

coil uncoil

a fairy wheezes

do a jig

jig for us

again and again the wheeze

the muscles weaken

.

now voices

his screams to himself

just collapse

take your death

the wheezing turns to laughter

hideous chuckles

.

dew on grass

awaken to dawn

unknown hill

still alive

yet for how long how much time

the curse in his blood

.

life is short

now life is shorter

punishment

for the breach

the dance must have appeased them

gave delight

.

burned in soul

the hex slicing time

discover

antidote

a solemn quest his burden

made with rising sun

Author’s note: Another installment in my attempt to compose a multi-stanza shadorma centered around Cabala: Spiegel der Kunst vnd Natur [Cabala: Mirror or Art and Nature] published in 1654 by Stephan Michelspacher. The alchemical text was a small quarto pamphlet, numbering a slender eight leaves, together with four large folding plates.

*Spellbinding poem by Elusive Trope (Click here to visit and follow his blog). ❤

***FIND OUT MORE ABOUT JOINING MONSTER MASQUERADE BY CLICKING HERE!

**FlyTrapMan is co-hosting this FUN event on his blog, as well!
(Click here to visit and follow his blog!) .