Halls of the Dark Muse

I wrote this for a competition on another forum. You were given a list of words that had to be included in the poem, and the poem could be no longer then 30 lines.

I really liked how it came out.

The Harlequins Last Dance

There is a most macabre tale to be told
of a harlequin of such great pulchritude
her face was painted in shades of lavender
and her smile was sublime, upon her comely
legs she wore white-checkered stockings

Oh when she danced it was a delirium
of colors, shapes, motions, blurred to
sublimate all who would watch her.

She tried ever so hard to imitate
a human soul, but inside her heart was cold
and so a lover was greatly spurned by her
silent unmoving looks.

He was a British gentlemen and when
he first laid eyes upon her, it gave him such
a frisson, he baked her a cake three feet high
but when his favor was not returned, he flew
into a rave spouting neologisms, and determined
to end her, he dug out a hole to be her grave
and thus she was laid never to dance again.


Here is the word list:

hole
comely
lavender
bake
pulchritude
frisson
macabre
harlequin
delirium
imitation
neologism
grave
heart
soul
rave
stockings
British
silent
sublime
sublimate