Fury’s Child

‘Welcome to my world’
hissed the spider to the fly
bound in poisonous silk
could only squeak.
 
Big bad wolf 
frothing at the mouth
cannot wait
to get his paws
his claws into her.
So innocent
demure
sweet
never marred
never broken
or so they did think.
He stalked her through forests
gardens
towns
as she pranced through life
or so did they believe.
No worries
no cares
taken care of by grandma
never harmed 
never blooded.
Reckoning was coming
only none were aware
except grandma
who sacrificed her life
to create the beast this child would become.
Slashes through the night
gaping wounds
throats cut
rage pouring
she ran through the night
howling. 
Big Bad Wolf heard her
head shaking
suddenly realizing
she the huntress 
he her prey.
 
January 29/18

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

I am a single hard working mom in her 40's. I have always written poetry and I love words. I live with depression and its ups downs. This is a space where I can create and write all that I need to.

18 thoughts on “Fury’s Child”

Leave a Reply to kristianw84 Cancel reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.