Nix

Beneath the shimmering cascade
A haunting song came where the children played
Following the guidance that it bade
Away from the shallows where they once prayed

So came the strange semblance of a reclusive sprite
Her hair was of a silvery white
With a song that drew the serene invite
For the children to play in the depths all night

Amphix continued to call her refrain
Receiving the unsaved innocents into the drain
‘Til their existence began to slowly wane
Yet, soon returned the widow Elaine

At this arrival came a malignant mist
Which the enchanted widow was unable to resist
Thus, a dreadful grasp gripped her wrist
A hold that would never desist

On her violin Amphix continued to strum
To the moment in which the mortals reached the bottom
Still no one as missed them this past autumn
The unfortunate lost to the fatal hum

© Brett Holden