Cursed

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The castle was covered
In thistles and thorns
As thousands of roses
Were suddenly born

The wild disarray
Could not be prevented
The curse was too strong
And the people lamented

All that was known
And would ever be
Crumbled right in
To the murky black sea

The land now barren
And stripped of her vigor
Consumed by anguish
Fated to wither

 

© 2017 Michelle Cook


Writing prompt: Climbing roses grew in wild disarray.

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