The Demon Ship...a Witch's Poem
Moving over the hills the young girl didn’t take the time to stop,
As the sun was starting to stretch its morning fingers across the sky
She finally reached the highest point, standing at the very top
Her heart hammering hard as she raised her hands high
The earth under her feet shook as the power flowed
The sea started to pound the shore as the wind whipped through her hair
Her eyes scanning the ocean for the danger she forebode
The white crisp sails revealing the truth behind the nightmare
The sky darkening as she summoned more power than ever before
The evil stirring in the ships hold, would never step foot on her homeland
The storm unleashed her fury as the waves drove the vessel further offshore
The words of her spell getting louder with every gesture of her hand
Lightning cracked across the dark sky, as the screams started to sound
Her tears lost as the rain ran down her face
She listened to the deaths of those innocent and demon- bound
Her hand guiding the lightning, striking the ship in just the right place
Trapped in the burning inferno the demons roared their rage,
Their plans of blood and horror disappearing
As the broken ship was pulled beneath the thrashing waves
Whispering the ancient words, she dropped to her knees shuddering
The storm calmed slowly as she let the power drop away
The demons and every other soul on board lost
But to save her village from the un-dead touch’s she didn’t think or delay
No matter what the future cost
The waves rolled gently onto the sand, the sky overhead clear
Moving quickly she didn’t look back as she made her way back to town
Despite the guilt she was thankful she no longer had to fear
Never knowing about the man who followed her back down
He had watched his eyes wide with fear, as the elements had obeyed her command
The flowers he had brought forgotten at his feet
His eyes wide as he absorbed the evil he had witnessed first hand
A demon in disguise, a witch most foul, she would pay for her smiling deceit …
© K.A.E Grove
