Marilyn Shepperson

Rookie (4th September 1949 / Hounslow. Middx)

The Trapped Soul Part 3 - Poem by Marilyn Shepperson

Chance came when the sorcerer was called away
To another far off country
And would not return for a week
The girl found the key to the room
Though scared, she entered in; nothing happened
So emboldened, she began to read every book
Every scroll, she could find
Till serendipity occured, in a scroll she knocked to the ground
She found the spell that she was seeking
That would allow all the souls to escape
'Twas an easy one, of few words
But to take effect, they had to wait
Until the Eve of Christmas
That blessed time arrived, but also the sorcerer
Who dined that night with his guests
Yet down in the kitchen, the revenants gathered
Unseen by all, except the girl
Waiting on the midnight hour
When all living souls would be asleep
And when the hour began to chime
The girl stood by the door, chanting the spell
The sorcerer awoke, strode downstairs
But on the last stoke, the door flew wide
All the spirits, with the girl, escaped outside
There was a beam from Heaven
Which all, except the girl, with grateful thanks, ascended
Our soul left her with a lingering kiss
She fled to live a long and happy life
As for the sorcerer, he died that night
For the breaking of the seal
Also took away his immortal life.

Comments about The Trapped Soul Part 3 by Marilyn Shepperson

  • Rookie Kelly Allen Vinal (12/20/2006 9:09:00 AM)

    Wow... Excellent storytelling in verse - timely and beautiful - well done, Marilyn! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 11, 2010

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