Poetry, or at least some rudimentary form of it...

Here is The Power of Love, like I promised.

The Power of Love
by Victoria Johnson

IN THE DARK-SHADOWED VALLEYS OF THE DARK FOREST GLADES
WHERE THE BRIGHTEST LIGHT DARKENS AND THE SUNLIGHT FADES
THERE IS A SMALL DARK PLACE CALLED NIGHTMARE TOWN
WHERE THE STRONGEST MAN WILL BREAK AND THE HAPPIEST FROWN.
IN THE CENTER OF THE VILLAGE IS A LARGE, DARK HOME
WITH BIG, IRON FENCES AND GARDENS OVERGROWN
AND INSIDE THIS MANSION OF DARK AND DISREPAIR
LIVED A LOVELY LITTLE PERSON BY THE NAME OF LAURA-CLAIRE.
LAURA HAD A MANNER THAT WAS EVER SO POLITE
HER WORDS WERE ALWAYS KINDLY, HER TIMING ALWAYS RIGHT
HER HAIR WAS RICH BRUNETTE, HER EYES A MILKY GREEN
AND SHE MOVED WITH THE GRACE OF AN ANGEL IN A DREAM.
SHE SANG JUST AS SWEETLY AS A TWITTERING LITTLE BIRD
BUT SHE SANG ALL ALONE, AND HER VOICE WAS NEVER HEARD
SHE HAD SEEMING NERVES OF STEEL; SHE WOULD WALK THROUGH THE NIGHT
THROUGH THE SHADOWS OF THE GRAVEYARD WITHOUT ANY TRACE OF FRIGHT.
SHE REMINDED ONE OF LEATHER, LACED WITH SILK AND PEARLS
NORMALLY SHE'D BE THE ENVY OF THE VILLAGE GIRLS
BUT THERE WERE NO OTHER GIRLS IN THIS NIGHTMARE TOWN
OR AT LEAST, NONE ALIVE THAT YOU'D WANT TO BE AROUND.
AND SO LITTLE LAURA-CLAIRE LIVED SIXTEEN YEARS
IN A WORLD FULL OF TERROR AND SHE NEVER SHED A TEAR
AND NO MATTER HOW FRIGHTENING HER LIFE SEEMED
SHE NEVER, EVER COULD BE FOUND TO SCREAM.
ON HER SEVENTEENTH BIRTHDAY, LAURA MET A HANDSOME MAN
WHO WAS NOT FROM THE SHADOWS, BUT A FARAWAY LAND
THIS MAN WAS A YOUNG LAD OF EIGHTEEN AT BEST
THE BOY MET THE GIRL AND VOILA! (YOU KNOW THE REST.)
THE LAD KISSED HER HAND AND SAID, "MY NAME IS JIM."
LAURA-CLAIRE LOOKED DELIGHTED-THE NAME SO FITTED HIM!
HE WAS TALL AND BROAD OF SHOULDER, AND HIS HAIR WAS BURNISHED GOLD;
HE HAD A SPRINKILING OF FRECKLES ROUND HIS RATHER TURNED-UP NOSE.
HIS EYES LIT UP HIS SMILE, AND HIS FACE AS A WHOLE
MADE HER FEEL LIKE HE WAS GAZING STRAIGHT INTO HER SOUL.
HE WAS DRESSED IN SIMPLE CLOTHING, BUT UPON THE BOY'S RIGHT HAND
WAS A DIAMOND RING, CLEARLY MADE TO FIT NO SIMPLE MAN
HE TOLD HER OF HIS TRAVELS, HE TOLD HER OF HIS PAST
HE PROMISED HER A LIFE TOO PROMISING TO EVER LAST
HE PROMISED HER HE'D TAKE HER TO A LAND FAR, FAR AWAY
WHERE THE STREETS WERE LINED WITH FRIENDLY GIRLS AND FACES EVERY DAY.
HE PROMISED HER A PALACE PERCHED ON TOP OF A SMALL HILL
WITH PRETTY ROSE GARDENS LINED WITH YELLOW DAFFODILS.
HE PROMISED HER HE'D MAKE HER VERY HAPPY ALL HER LIFE
IF SHE'D TAKE HIS HAND IN MARRIAGE AND AGREE TO BE HIS WIFE.
NOW, YOUNG LAURA-CLAIRE WAS STILL A LITTLE GIRL
BUT SHE LOVED THIS HANDSOME MAN, AND WANTED TO SEE THE WORLD.
"AND ANYTHING," SHE REASONED, "IS BETTER THAN STAYING HERE
WHERE I RARELY SEE MY FATHER AND I HAVE TO HIDE MY FEAR."
LAURA-CLAIRE DID NOT IMAGINE THAT DADDY WOULD BE DISPLEASED
WHEN HE SAW HIS DAUGHTER SMILING AT A MAN DOWN ON HIS KNEES
HE CALLED UP THE SHADOWS AND THE GOBLINS AND THE GHOSTS
TO DO THE DIRTY DEED THAT THEY LOVED TO DO THE MOST.
LAURA-CLAIRE KNEW THE SIGNS AND BEGGED TO LEAVE THAT VERY DAY
BUT JIM DID NOT BELIEVE IN GHOSTS AND WOULD NOT GO AWAY.
"YOU'VE GOT TO UNDERSTAND," SHE CRIED, "THEY'LL KILL US IF NOT WORSE."
JIM WAS NOT CONVINCED, BUT HE SAW THEM VERY FIRST.
THEY CAME RUSHING UP THE HILL IN TWOS AND THREES AND EIGHTS AND TEN
JIM AND LAURA CLASPED THEIR HANDS AND WAITED FOR THE EVIL MEN.
THEY FORMED A WHIRLING CIRCLE, CHANTED AN EVIL HISS
BUT JIM CRIED, "I AM YOUR KING AND YOUNG LAURA IS MY MISS."
THE SHADOWS KEPT ON WHIRLING, BUT THE GOBLINS BACKED AWAY
THE GHOSTS JUST KEPT ON WAILING, FOR THEIR COMMAND WAS TO STAY.
KING JIM HAD NEVER GONE THROUGH ALL HE WENT THROUGH THAT DARK NIGHT
WITH HIS GIRL ALL FULL OF COURAGE AND HIS HEART ALL FULL OF FRIGHT.
LAURA DID NOT UNDERSTAND WHY THE GOBLINS LEFT THE HILL
SHE'D THOUGHT THAT DURING BATTLE THEY DID NOT HAVE THEIR FREE WILL.
EVENTUALLY, THE SHADOWS LEFT WITH DISAPPOINTED CRIES
LAURA-CLAIRE KISSED THE KING IN HER WIDE GREEN-EYED SURPRISE.
THE GHOSTS ALL DISAPPEARED, THINKING NIGHTMARE TOWN HAD WON
NO ONE HAD, BUT ALL AGREED THAT THE FIGHT WAS DONE.
THEY LEFT WITH DADDY'S GRUDGED CONSENT, THEY LEFT WITH NIGHTMARE'S CURSE
BUT BOTH AGREED THAT TO STAY THERE WOULD BE THE VERY WORST.
WHEN JIM ASKED WHY IT WAS SO STRANGE THAT THEY'D ESCAPED UNHARMED
LAURA STIFFENED SLOWLY, NESTLING IN THE KING'S ARMS.
"SOMETIMES THEY JUST KILL THEM , BUT SOMETIMES THEY DO MUCH WORSE
THEY'VE DONE THAT MANY TIMES BUT TO EXCAPE WE WERE THE FIRST.
THEY CIRCLE, WAIL AND SHRIEK UNTIL THE FIRST-LIGHT SIGNS OF DAY
IF THEIR VICTIMS LIVE, THEY FIND THEIR FEELINGS HAVE GONE AWAY."
JIM SHUDDERED, AND HE WONDERED WHY THEIR LIVES HAD BEEN SPARED
LAURA-CLAIRE THOUGHT IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN BECAUSE THEIR KING WAS THERE.
NEITHER KNEW THE ANSWER, BUT THEY BOTH AGREED
THAT TO SPEND A LIFETIME WONDERING WAS NOT OF ANY NEED.
AND SO HAPPILY AND MERRILY KING JIM TOO LAURA'S HAND
AND AT A SIGNAL CAME THE FIRST NOTES FROM THE WEDDING BAND.
WHILE STANDING AT THE ALTAR IN FRONT OF ALL THE TOWN
KING JIM PRESENTED LAURA WITH A GOLDEN CROWN.
HE BRUSHED HER CHEEK EVER SO GENTLY WITH HIS FINGERTIPS
HE KISSED HER HAND, HER HEAD, HER NOSE, THEN HE KISSED HER LIPS.
THE WEDDING CELEBRATION LASTED LONG INTO THE NIGHT;
THE HAPPY COUPLE LAUGHED AND TALKED UNTIL MORNING'S FIRST LIGHT.
THEY LIVED HAPPILY FOR MANY YEARS, RIGHT UNTIL THEY DIED;
NIGHMARE TOWN WAS JUST A MYSTERY THAT THEY KEPT LOCKED INSIDE.
THEY NEVER TALKED, BUT WONDERED ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED THAT DARK NIGHT
IN THE TOWN WHERE DEMONS ROAMED AND THE STARS GAVE OFF NO LIGHT
THEY THOUGHT IT WAS A MIRACLE, SENT FROM GOD ABOVE...
BUT IT WAS SIMPLY THAT NO EVIL COULD DESTROY THEIR LOVE.

SOrry, it's extremely long and not even that good, but I thought I'd put it down as part of my anthology. :)
Love always,
Victoria Johnson