deepundergroundpoetry.com

The Crimson Woman

Doomed to walk alone,
forever, as a wandering soul
the adulteress travels with the wind.
Coming and going as quickly
as a wolf howls to the full moon
she lays with the married
and screams at the sun.

Leading the wives to
the edge of a cliff,
she pushes them over the edge
so she may keep her love to herself.

But, when she returns to
his bed where she left him sleeping,
she finds only the shell of a man;
a corpse.
She stares into his dead eyes and
searches for his lost soul.

Wailing with agony over
yet another lost suitor,
she curses at the moon and stars.

She steals pieces of red fabric
and fashions it into a large "A".
She fastens it to her dress where it
sits between the many others of the like
that adorn her body as she leaves the
house to search for yet another beloved lover.
Written by BreakingSpirit212 (BreakingSpirit)
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 0
comments 2 reads 761
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:30pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:28pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:24pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 7:36pm by SeaCat
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:52pm by SweetKittyCat5
SPEAKEASY
Today 6:49pm by SweetKittyCat5