Grandma’s House!

She had no knowledge at all of her grandma’s life

in fact she had never met her

so surprised to find she had inherited the house

mum hated the old witch

never visited always referred to her in this way

and never went there to stay!

 

Unsure why she had been given this old house

felt compelled to visit

a part of her life that was a complete blank

down to the west country

headed alone on the train anxiety was growing

to a part of her that was unknowing!

 

Took a taxi from the station at first an adventure

a child like excitement

but as she got out and the car quickly left her

alone staring at the dwelling

bleak uncared for yet felt the need to go within

searching for answers could begin!

 

Unkempt garden bunch of rusting keys gripped

in her tiny soft hand

stood before the door found the key entered

dusty but surprisingly tidy

sensed a presence was it imagination or real

what secrets did it conceal?

 

Missed her mum who had died some years ago

told she had died of an aneurism

pulmonary could recall wished she was here

remembering she hated grandma

never gave a direct reply when asked why

too late now gave a big a sigh!

 

Wanted to leave maybe the timing was wrong

the door would not open

a sound made her turn grandma sat in a chair

seemed real how could this be

spoke in a soft tone even said she was dead

that filled the girl with dread!

 

You are home my child the coven’s chosen one

before anything more said

the image faded from view but others had come

a group of young women

surrounded the room each were dressed plain

in black from talking did refrain!

 

On a large central table an ancient thick text-book

bearing her name Abigail

felt compelled to pick it up instantly like a surge

of electricity exploded

around her petite immature body and mind

from then on she was defined!

 

No longer a child a beautiful woman now emerged

with dark penetrating eyes

embracing who she really was a powerful witch

instantly had absorbed

the knowledge of her birthright overpowering

the future before her towering!

 

Realising that her mum’s untimely end designed

as it blocked her destiny

becoming clear she had resisted the natural order

for so long filled with dismay

though with this new purpose inside a darkness

grew this began to caress!

 

The coven was complete she had fulfilled her destiny!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

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  1. Really liked this one. Made me smile, but am not sure that I should… Best Wishes! /N

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