John Bliven Morin

Rookie (September 16th,1936 / New London, CT)

The Evil Elf (Part 1 Of 2) - Poem by John Bliven Morin

An elven lad of ill repute
once met a flower fairy;
he played a love song on his lute,
his voice so soft and airy.

He held her close throughout his song;
the fairy was enthralled;
she let him kiss her deep and long,
but then she was appalled.

She struggled and she cried 'No! No, '
but he was stronger still'
she could not fight him off and so
she gave in to his will.

With no regrets, a heart so hard,
that brutal, beastly elf
left her there in the flower yard,
sobbing softly to herself.

A passing gnome heard her weep,
covered her soft, torn form,
and held her till she fell asleep,
and kept her body warm.

And while she slept she had a dream,
that someone cast a spell -
the spell of an awesome fairy queen -
and magic around her fell.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013

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