I have pulled a poem from the closet of blogging for charity a forum once used on Yahoo 360, whereby we were given a set of words to form into a story or a verse. The words I had to use in this exercise are above the verse and I do hope it gives you a visual delight as you read it through. Hugs from Milli.
Changeling..Fury..Paramount..Aphrodisiac..Tantalising.Shroud..Weave..
Engage...and Empower.
Destiny of the Troll
Dark and tormented was the day my life realised, next to a newly opened flower
It was my mother's epiphany and the devil's chance to empower.
Me a changeling exchanged, and left in fury at the garden gate
As he wove a spell and she drank an aphrodisiac, served with hate
Paramount was his need, to weave a shroud of deception
Knowing full well my infant fate, was planned from conception.
A tantalising thought when the devil plans a future for his seed
To take a human form, is a virtue for us elves and trolls, indeed.
Did he know how quickly and with such sincere delight?
I would engage the pastor and his wife, with my thoughtful insight.
You see, the Devil in all his need of power and control
Forgetting my need was to be a loving human, not a devilish old Troll.
