5/19/13

Ensorcelled All
By Deborah Guzzi


Each sight through the wav’ring flame alight
Note I, your porc’lain skin and braz’n eyes so fair
Siren’s songs stir the depth of hearts beyond repair.
Oh, I cannot waylay the course of my piteous plight.

Rest love, for soon you will arise within this night.
Cruel and damned, we be, by wanton deeds declared
Rising Furies wing our cursed hearts, so ensnared.
Languishing now, forms within the fire un-contrite.

Love, I’ll not rescind my oath nor Him provoke.
End I here, beside your sleeping form, our bed a pyre.
Death a guest, as curtains catch and flames are stroked.
And on we’ll go, bold, to Holy Hell within the fire.
Lay, a martyred Queen with her Knight, they ne’er awoke.
Lost, was she when her vows to King, she did revoke.


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First published at the age of sixteen, I have continued to write for the past fifty years. I have published works in the literary journals of Western Connecticut University. I have also published two illustrated volumes of poetry, The Healing Heart and Heaven and Hell In A Nutshell. At the present, I write articles for Massage and Aroma Therapy Magazines.