Arachna's Dream (repost)

By scorpionstale

The Spider weaves a dream of death
Fluid silk like ruby-wine.
Strangled mem'ries of the past
Hath thy wreched web entwin'd.

Glory be to those who mourn
But let thy stranger see.
A cup of blood to wash me down
Lest you forget yon boatman's fee.

Autumn rains turn cold the earth
Sending ashes to & fro.
But nevermore refuse to cry
My home, to Styx, I flow.

*~*~*

A little girl runs thru the wood
And stumbles on our friend.
Then all the stars come crashing down.
Arachna's dream hath end.

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Copyright 2004 scorpionstale
Published on Thursday, September 2, 2004.     Filed under: "Fiction" and "Poetry"
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  • A former member wrote: A bit of fresh air. I like the progression of the tale, the flow is done very well. Chilling imagery and storyline. +T.P.U+

  • A former member wrote: wow. good job. that was wow. sad and interesting keep it up. -CG

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