Found at Last
She stares into the void below,
and waits for her new lover.
Temptation fills her with its glow:
she’s anxious to discover
delights his whispers guaranteed.
The amber moonlight helps her plead.
A ripple, and her gloom departs.
Translucent first, then copper,
her groom, endowed with the black arts --
she wants to marry, proper.
Her mother’s scolding is in vain.
Calamity! her folks complain.
By now the handsome poltergeist
had filled her mind with poison.
He’s ready to complete his heist;
unholiest liaison.
The copper burns to marigold,
she’s ready now -- into his fold.
His hands, now claws, embrace her form.
She’s struck by their formation.
His face, now darker than a storm,
betrays his real station.
The smell of ash then fills the air.
She faints, hope now extinct -- despair!
The brilliance of his descent,
initial fall forgotten.
Heaven announces the advent,
however misbegotten,
and hell is brimming with new pride.
At last the devil's found his bride.
Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2784056-Write-To-Image-Word-Bank---8-only- I used all of these from the prompt: Calamity, Struck, Temptation, Scolding, Copper, Translucent, Marigold, Ash, Poltergeist, Delight, Extinct, Whisper, Ember, Gloom, Void, Brilliance, Moonlight, Poison, Depart, Ripple