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She Moved In
should she blame the bloom of blood
stained droplets on the white sheets
because it did not cover a wedding bed
t'was a night not lighted with blushing cheeks
should she point fingers at them
those that judged the unholy communion
should she blame the law of the cross
that sentenced her to eternal hell
shame on the wanton abandon
shame on the itch still waiting
for more of hot fluid sins
made her sign the papers
she had her very own comforter
that wrapped her eagerly in adventures
feeding the ever burning needs
between the damp soiled blankets
she checked into her own prison
tied in gold with a handsome man
Adonis with hard fists and harder feet
loose belts and frenzied loving
blooms of blood on soiled sheets
blue blossoms around her eyes
she held the key
Could she ever leave....
*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading*
stained droplets on the white sheets
because it did not cover a wedding bed
t'was a night not lighted with blushing cheeks
should she point fingers at them
those that judged the unholy communion
should she blame the law of the cross
that sentenced her to eternal hell
shame on the wanton abandon
shame on the itch still waiting
for more of hot fluid sins
made her sign the papers
she had her very own comforter
that wrapped her eagerly in adventures
feeding the ever burning needs
between the damp soiled blankets
she checked into her own prison
tied in gold with a handsome man
Adonis with hard fists and harder feet
loose belts and frenzied loving
blooms of blood on soiled sheets
blue blossoms around her eyes
she held the key
Could she ever leave....
*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading*
Published 14th Nov 2015
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- Edited 14th Nov 2015 2:42pm
14th Nov 2015 2:40pm
Oh boy! Good luck with the contest, Grace.
This poem has everything in to win, it would
get my vote for sure. Such a great meandering
poem, meandering, but staying on tract. Subtle,
but direct and to the point so the reader will
surely understand where the poet (you) wants
us to realize where it is headed.
"Adonis with hard fists and harder feet
loose belts and frenzied loving"
This poem has everything in to win, it would
get my vote for sure. Such a great meandering
poem, meandering, but staying on tract. Subtle,
but direct and to the point so the reader will
surely understand where the poet (you) wants
us to realize where it is headed.
"Adonis with hard fists and harder feet
loose belts and frenzied loving"
14th Nov 2015 3:23pm
Most often than not we judge a book by its cover...a good looking man, well endowed, strong, good lover and find out later that they are penny pinching, aggressive,violent and miserable pile of turds.:) Scooter, thanks for reading.
Anonymous
14th Nov 2015 3:46pm
Can't argue with your description of "good looking man, well endowed, strong, good lover."
14th Nov 2015 8:45pm
I can only hope she breaks free from that abusive lover. This seems like a cautionary tale (or poem) warning of taking to quick of a chance on a lover, moving in and becoming trapped. Fortunately she didn't loose that key. Fine and thought-provoking work Grace.
14th Nov 2015 10:45pm
This is inspired by someone who is suffering domestic violence, she knows she can leave, but she is ashamed because they married in church and in public her husband is very very gentlemanly...oyes. Thanks for reading, Crowfly.
