As I await what lies ahead,
my every thought consumed with dread,
I quake to think what might unfold,
for seers have my fortune told
and shared with me the signs they read.
I should have tossed their cards and fled
as one by one they showed me dead.
But here I sit, my blood run cold
as I await.
A paralyzing fright has spread
through every nerve my fear has fed.
I hear the knell of death's bell tolled
as I my rotting corpse behold.
A mourner's tears from my eyes shed
as I await.
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Author Notes
Sorry, I'm still in my Halloween mood - I honestly did start out to write a contemplative rondeau, but the spirit just wouldn't move me! LOL
The rondeau is a fifteen line poem in three verses - the rhyme scheme is AABBA for the first verse, AABplus the first four syllables of the first line of verse one for the second verse and finally AABBA plus that same four syllable refrain for the third verse. All lines have 8 syllables except for those two refrain lines.
seer = a two syllable word that means prophet/fortuneteller
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