Wednesday, June 29

* *The Black Lace Fan * *

His bloodshot eyes follow her
As she makes her way from wall to wall
She hides from the tongues of others
But still she hears him call

She can see from his lupine eyes
They are not the same
Yet amongst the others in this hall
Only they both know the game

His gaze burns into her skin
Even as she holds up her black lace fan
Memories from centuries long ago
Are never forgotten in the time of Man

Her undead heart weeps at his feet
His bestial soul is in her stand
Creatures of the night and moon
Enigmas like her black lace fan

The dawn is creeping like a fiend
As they both stand in the empty site
He stands before the broken window
Shielding her from the cruel light

She points her pistol at his heart
Her silver eyes are hard as rocks
Unafraid he snarls and reaches out
To touch and finger her raven locks

He kisses her lips of blood
And she squeezes the pistol's trigger
A final gasp and he sags in her arms
Lodged in his heart a bullet of silver

A single tear falls from her eyes
As she embraces her wolf-man
He falls and the sun consumes them
Till nothing left, but her black lace fan

Thus quoth Joie at 10:37 PM

* *My Lagan Love * *

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby
There blows a lily fair;
The twilight gleam is in her eye,
The night is in her hair.
And, like a love-sick lenanshee,
She hath my heart in thrall;
Nor life I owe, nor liberty,
For Love is lord of all.

And often when the beetles horn
Hath lulled the eve to sleep,
I steal unto her shieling lorn
And thro' the dooring peep.
There on the cricket's singing stone
She spares the bog wood fire.
And hums in sad sweet undertone
The song of heart's desire.

-- MacCathmhaoil

Thus quoth Joie at 10:31 PM

Tuesday, June 28

* *Josephine de Beauharnais * *

You lived a short yet impressive life
From nothing to everything
Had your share of pleasure and strife
Alternating between extremes
But never falling in between

Dear Josephine do have faith
You were loved to the grave
And beyond more so still
Violets, above you and in his heart
Your souls will never be apart

Thus quoth Joie at 11:07 PM